In Sight of St. Paul's — page 107: what you’re looking at

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<= 102 | BROKEN DOWN. face and his eyes sought Tom with a look of infinite eratitude. ‘Ring the bell, somebody,’’ said Tom. Gillie pulled the rope, and in a few minutes Becky appeared in answer to the summons, and was asked by Tom to send Palfrey up at once. While they were waiting, Tom, assisted by the eitls, made his father as comfortable as possible, giving him a pipe and the especial glass of grog he most favored. Mr. Chichester, encouraged by Tiom’s promise to find the son he still loved in spite of all that son’s faults, was more like his old self than he had been for months. ‘‘Shall you want me, sir, thisevening,’’ asked Pal- frey, as he came awkwardly into the room, embar- rassed at the presence of so much of the gentry. “Ves, Jim,’ replied Tom. And then, addressing Fletcher, he said, earnestly: ‘‘Gillie, to-night we’ll start to find my brother. You’ll help me, I know!”’ “With everything I have in this world!’ replied Gillie, promptly and emphatically. ‘‘I think I know where to catch him. Leave it tome! Cheer up, Mr. Chichester! You stay here, and within twelve hours, we’ll have Harry at your side!”’ (E(o) m (¢ m JOO CS (E(@)