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"Won't you be persuaded, Joan?" he added, making a similar offer to Mrs. “You too sing?” he asked. He read but little, and that chiefly healthy light fiction with chromatic titles, The Red Sword, The Black Helmet, The Purple Robe, also in order “to distract his mind. org. "Are you my son? Are you Jack?" "I am," replied Jack. He could have easily forced it, but preferred a more expeditious mode of reaching the roof which suggested itself to him. But was it Faith? That is what she was this day going to find out. What do you mean by it, eh?’ ‘But I did not send it to you,’ Melusine rejoined instantly. During this colloquy, Jack had contrived unobserved to put on the hood and cloak, and being about the size of the rightful owner, presented a very tolerable resemblance to her. He saw the expression on the girl's face and understood what it signified, that it was the reflected pattern of his own. She reached a tiny yellow-fronted cottage covered with flowering creepers, and entered the front room by the wide-open window.
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