Sydney Courtlaw—Mr. "Farewell!" cried Jack, breaking from them, and rushing down the street. The one fault, indeed, of this school of fiction for him was that it had rather a light way with parental rights. ‘Lord in heaven, did I do that?’ exclaimed Gerald remorsefully. Both arm-chairs had been moved a little so as to face each other on either side of the fender, and in the circular glow of the green-shaded lamp there lay, conspicuously waiting, a thick bundle of blue and white papers tied with pink tape. Yet in some hidden corner was a vein of sentiment, of which for the first time in his later life he was now unexpectedly aware.
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