I’ll have to wait here, of course, which means you, Hilary—’ ‘Will have to do tomorrow’s patrol. Giles's church, the bell of which continued tolling all the time, passed the pound, and entered Oxford Road, or, as it was then not unfrequently termed, Tyburn Road. Her husband quickly joined the fray, making her giggle and laugh. Austin, or any man of similar dimensions, would have found wholly impossible. "And now," cried Jack, leaping up, "for an achievement, compared with which all I have yet done shall be as nothing!" CHAPTER XVII.
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