"Get up, then," said Jack, freeing his foot from the stirrup. From this spot a road, more resembling the drive through a park than a public thoroughfare, led him gradually to the brow of Dollis Hill. " "Don't be too sure of that," rejoined Kneebone, snatching up the staff, and aiming a blow at his head, which was fortunately warded off by Mrs. I guess. "Only Jack's two wives—Edgeworth Bess and Poll Maggot," replied Austin, laughing. He kissed her again. It was so difficult to put precisely.