I want to be very plain with you. Hence!" "Mother! dear mother!" cried Jack, in a voice, the tones of which were altered by his very anxiety to make them distinct, "listen to me. “You too were deceived. ‘Comment? This is not a mirror!’ It was a portrait. The lantern was on the ground inside, ready. “Oh, Ann Veronica!” he cried, “I cannot let you go like this! You don’t understand.
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