“We were good friends in Paris, weren’t we? You made me all sorts of promises, we planned no end of nice things, and then—without a word to any one you disappeared. I need you every day. " "At your peril, sirrah!" cried Wood. " "So he is," returned Jack; "but there's no saying how long he may remain so. " "Nor any one else in his senses," rejoined Wood, with a laugh.
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