She had been
obliged to spend the night in that fateful bedchamber, the faithful Kimble—who
had foraged at a nearby inn, bringing back a large pie and a jug of porter for his
mistress—guarding the door outside. "
"I will go, if you will consent to meet me at midnight near the old house in Wych
Street," replied Jack. Evidently in the flower of his age, he was scarcely less remarkable for
symmetry of person than for comeliness of feature; and, though his attire was
plain and unpretending, it was such as could be worn only by one belonging to
the higher ranks of society. Were the
parents agreeable? Were they of age? Had the license been procured? But here,
in a far country, only the velvet manacles of wedlock were necessary. She longed to allow him to kiss her
again, to touch her again. “I want to be your friend,” he said. If the boy was legging it alone….
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