I—well, I borrowed Anna’s name. The light of memory flashed in the man’s face. But she had not reckoned with the etiquette of Canongate. I had no idea. Fly! fly!" "Do not think of me, mother, but of yourself," cried Jack, in an agony of tears. Until the last moment she was afraid.
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