He had deliberately saved it for last. It was his redemption, his ticket out of hell—that blue-serge coat. He was not, in truth, much of a ladies’ man. She had fallen asleep. Jackson had one of the ugliest countenances imaginable, he had a very fine set of teeth. It did not matter in the least what name the young fellow was travelling under; all James Boyle O'Higgins wanted was the letter H. White, my landlady, believes his story. CHAPTER X.
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