It was a perfect windless spring day, a Sunday. Occasionally the flames would bend, twist and writhe crazily as the punka-boy bestirred himself. Without an idea where he was going, Jack pursued his way through the fields; and, as he proceeded, the numbness of his limbs in some degree wore off, and his confidence returned. He was suddenly calm. But that was all over. Saren and Kevin lavished compliments upon her performance that made her blush as Martin looked at her adoringly, nodding in agreement. There was more shouting. "There's Sharples," cried Quilt. "Try!" Enraged at the assurance of his mistress, the woollen-draper endeavoured to carry his threat into execution, but all his efforts to remove her were unavailing.
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