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Aside from some loose coin and a trunk key, there was nothing in the pockets: no mail, no letter of credit, not even a tailor's label. "Are you my son? Are you Jack?" "I am," replied Jack. He’ll never ask because I’m not in with those people, you know? Well, I guess John Diedermayer might have some connection, but, I certainly don’t. Of course, it really signified nothing in this careless part of the world that she was travelling alone. “I don’t believe there is one. This key," he added, taking it from the boy, "was purloined from me by your father, Jack. "What is it?" "The night," she answered. ’ ‘Yes, she will.
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