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” “Six pounds. His father and his four brothers had perished, leaving him to collect all of their spoils and various kingdoms. She wondered even at this late day how she had been able to hold her maddening curiosity in check. At this terrible juncture, Jack maintained his composure,—a smile played upon his face before the cap was drawn over it,—and the last words he uttered were, "My poor mother! I shall soon join her!" The rope was then adjusted, and the cart began to move. As he hesitated, unable to make up his mind what to do for the best, a heavy rumbling on the cobbles penetrated his absorption. ’ He made a pretence of rising and making a sortie to the corner to see if anyone was there.
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