She pulled his shirt from its tucked belted state and snaked her hands around his waist. "Good-b'ye, Jack," said Figg, putting on his hat. Wood again made his appearance in a more composed frame of mind, and, at his daughter's earnest solicitation, was induced to partake of some refreshment. ‘It is not possible.
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