He sat down beside her just as the room became darker. In this moment he could have stamped upon the Wastrel's face, and ended the affair; but all that was clean in him, chivalrous, revolted at the thought. The pistol fell to the floor. "Only my darbies," returned Jack, clinking his chains. Get you gone. I haven’t taken much account of it until now. “Nor am I going to,” she answered, smiling. The clanking of chains, the grating of locks, and the rumbling of bolts must have been music in Jonathan's ears, so much pains did he take to subject himself to such sounds. "But we must be getting along if we are to lunch in the tower of the water-clock.
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