Gentleman 8/29 Bless my life! I knew he would come to grief with that donkey. Get up again." But soon he perceived that the accident was more serious; and disappeared like a shot, leaping out through the open window. The next minute I saw him carrying in the unlucky Jack, who was bleeding from a cut in the forehead, and screaming vociferously. Jack, my lad!--be a man, and never mind it. |