"Well, you never can tell," he continued, lamely. You want music. Wood was an old friend of mine—and I recollect seeing Jack when he was bound 'prentice to him. “So, how’d it go?” Lucy sighed. He depended upon her, for his medicine, for his drink, for the little amusement it was now permissible to give him.
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