Jack, who had something of the Spartan in his composition, endured his martyrdom without flinching; and carried his stoical indifference so far, as even to make a mocking grimace in Sharples's face, while that amiable functionary thrust Thames into the recess beside him. For a few minutes, she appeared scarcely sensible of his presence. “Like him who stood on Darien I view uncharted sea Ten thousand days, ten thousand nights Before my Queen and me. ‘She gave me four separate identities for herself, you must know, including Prudence, before I managed to get at her real name. He will be some time in this comatose state. I tell you what, Thames," he added, flinging himself carelessly into a chair, "I'd give my right hand,—and that's no light offer for a carpenter's 'prentice,—if that little minx were half as fond of me as she is of you. " At the time of his present introduction, his play of "The Captives," had just been produced at Drury Lane, and he was meditating his "Fables," which were published two years afterwards. ToC The heart-piercing scream uttered by Mrs.
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