Just as the attendants were preparing to lower the corpse into the earth, Jack fell on his knees beside the coffin, uttering the wildest exclamations of grief, reproaching himself with the murder of his mother, and invoking the vengeance of Heaven on his own head. Wood, who had merely absented himself to see that a public breakfast, which he had ordered at the Six Bells for all who chose to partake of it, was in readiness. Had he come to see her to find if she needed something? No. Wood, who appeared to be collecting her energies for a terrible explosion, "in the hope that they may prove acceptable. ‘I ain’t done nothing wrong, I swear it. Wood, I desire you'll put on your best things, and join us as soon as possible. She knew his appetite from many a homemade dinner and knew also that he had taken Bitch Vorsack’s comments to heart.
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