"It won't do, widow," said he, drawing near her, while she shrank from his
approach, "so you may spare your breath. They were
both conscious, however, that something had intervened between them. "
"On that night, you first met me, love," said Edgeworth Bess, endeavouring to
take his hand, which he coldly withdrew. Couldn’t make head nor tail of that note of yours. There sat Jack, evidently in the last stage of intoxication, with his collar
opened, his dress disarranged, a pipe in his mouth, a bowl of punch and a halfemptied rummer before him,—there he sat, receiving and returning, or rather
attempting to return,—for he was almost past consciousness,—the
blandishments of a couple of females, one of whom had passed her arm round
his neck, while the other leaned over the back of his chair and appeared from her
gestures to be whispering soft nonsense into his ear.
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