The wastrel, the ne'er-do-well, who went mostly nobly to a fine end. Your laugh reminds me of—of——" "Whose, Sir?" demanded Jackson, becoming suddenly grave. He had scarcely completed his toilet, when he was startled by a noise at the door, and heard his own name pronounced in no friendly accents. His head bent down, intent on kissing her underneath the showerhead. Then Capes’ footsteps approached.
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