CHAPTER XXVIII. . The houses they flitted to and from were glutted with hangers-on, servant/mistresses, and errant prostitutes. ‘Oh, my God, she’s gone!’ Wrenching his hand from his friend’s slackened grasp, he darted for the door, Roding behind him. On all hands Jack was cheered, and Jonathan hooted. Honestly, I never did. You are always doing something for nothing, and that is why I love you.
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