She isn't used to cities. She looked up and said, a little breathlessly, “I’m sorry, aunt, but I don’t think I can. " "I cannot repent,—I cannot pray," replied Jack, recovering his hardened demeanour. ” She went on, with a desperate attempt to be easy and colloquial: “You see, we were rather good friends, I thought, and now perhaps it will be difficult for us to get back to the old friendly footing. Knap. Other, and more serious impositions, inasmuch as they affected a poorer class of persons, were practised by the underlings of the jail. ‘Yes, I know. I ought to be able to think things out.
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