She rambles continually about Jack, and her husband, and that wretch Jonathan, to whom, as far as can be gathered from her wild ravings, she attributes all her misery. To her, marriage would be a buckler against the two evils which pursued her. She smiled encouragingly, laying aside her plate and turning her chair from the table. Here was a terrific figure gnashing his teeth, and howling like a wild beast;—there a lover, with hands clasped together and eyes turned passionately upward. She felt his crotch through his jeans. "Stop a minute," cried Jack, detaining his mistresses. Kneebone's habitation, the shutters of which were closed, and knocked at the door.
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