It was on the night of the Great Storm that I found him. ’ ‘Will you have done, Gerald?’ demanded Hilary, exasperated. “Because you used to be my friend, Lucy, and now I don’t get to see you anymore unless I can get into your house. Don't you understand? Back among your own again, and only a few of us the wiser. ‘Bête!’ Gerald caught her hand as she pulled it back to deliver another blow. By this time, Jack's reputation had risen to such a height with the populace,—his exploits having become the universal theme of discourse, that the streets were almost impassable for the crowds collected to obtain a view of him. She loved the market, the horses trotting about, the bishops forced to be on the same road with old washer-women, the fools begging for a Florin or a ducat.
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