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" "You are an angel, I say," continued the poor maniac; "and my Jack would have been like you, if he had lived. “I wrote it for 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. But her mind was ruffled, and its mirror-like surface of satisfaction was not easily restored. “I’ve broken off my engagement,” she said, in a matter-of-fact tone, and found her heart thumping in her neck. ” He sat for a moment, absorbing. Too much blood has been shed already.
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