He spent the remainder of the afternoon looking for a friend whom he found at last in the billiard room of one of the smaller clubs to which he belonged. “You are quite right, I think. No one had lived here since old man Remenham had died some eighteen months ago, for the heir, so it was rumoured, was a relative with property of his own. "But, I half suspect, of your father. "You're right Jack," he said, after a pause, during which he contemplated the picture with the most fixed attention: "this must have been my father!" "No doubt of it," answered Sheppard; "only compare it with Winny's drawing, and you'll find they're as like as two peas in a pod. He ate of the bread with great appetite, and having drunk as much as he chose of the water, poured the rest on the floor. The sun lingered, finally dropping beyond the dark canopy of pine trees at the edge of the park. Ray Plote would not leave a written explanation. He tore it down just as the Wastrel rose, wavering slightly. “He ran some Austrian fellow off. This key," he added, taking it from the boy, "was purloined from me by your father, Jack. The arrival of the cart at the end of Field Lane, appeared the signal for an attempt at rescue. What a pig she was. " "Then, we'll lose no more time," returned Jack.
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