ToC That night Jack walked to Paddington, and took up his quarters at a small tavern, called the Wheat-sheaf, near the green. She had never experienced anything so disagreeable in her life as the sense of being held helplessly off her feet. The slack cloth of her habit caught on a curlicue in the carved back of the pew in front, pulling her suddenly about. She had learned this art in skirts, and knew well how not to be disadvantaged.
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