"Your uncle, Sir
Rowland?"
"It is no idle boasting," replied the other. I'll try to fill in the gaps. In this way he crossed one or two public gardens and a
bowling-green,—the neighbourhood of Clerkenwell then abounded in such
places of amusement,—passed the noted Ducking Pond, where Black Mary had
been frequently immersed; and, striking off to the left across the fields, arrived in
a few minutes at his destination. The pistol was lowered slightly. I will tell you our plans on the way to the station. If I’d known,
there would have been a different story. But the possible attitude of her father she had still to face. Wood was an old friend of mine—and I recollect seeing Jack when he was
bound 'prentice to him. It is safe. “Why did you ever let me love you? Why did you ever let me peep through
the gates of Paradise? Oh! my God! I don’t begin to feel and realize this yet. "
"Thank you! thank you!" faltered Jack, in a voice full of emotion. Gosse had hidden himself successfully then. .
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