Her thoughts were busy with the possibilities of this break in her journey. One did not use pistols against a female. His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. And in those days, too, he used to help her mother with her gardening, and hover about her while she stood on the ladder and hammered creepers to the scullery wall. She did not wait, but grabbed up the lantern and slid into the passage, calling to them to hurry. The season was ripe for mating, she thought to herself bitterly. ’ She giggled suddenly. She was wholly unable to conceal her knowledge of his presence. Nothing disheartened by this survey, Jack set to work upon the lock, which he attacked with all his implements;—now attempting to pick it with the nail;— now to wrench it off with the bar: but all without effect. You're an angel of goodness.
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