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4. " "I'm sorry I mentioned it at all, since it distresses you," returned Winifred; "but, as I knew my father intended to propose to you, if poor Jack should be respited —" "If he should be respited?" repeated Mrs. At last some anodyne formed itself from these exercises, and, with eyelashes wet with such feeble tears as only three-o’clock-in-the-morning pathos can distil, she fell asleep. Immediately she had spoken of the loose button he knew that henceforth he must show no concern over the disposition of that coat. “Why on earth did you TELL me?” he cried. At this moment, his quick ears detected the sound of footsteps on the stairs. . "My own father!" Queerly the room and its objects receded and vanished; and there intervened a series of mental pictures that so long as she lived would ever be recurring. On one side of the chapel there was a large grated window, but, as it looked upon the interior of the jail, Jack preferred following the course he had originally decided upon to making any attempt in this quarter. Section 3.
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