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"Poor thing!" muttered he, as the widow departed on her errand, "she's seen better days and better circumstances than she'll ever see again, I'm sure. Yet you knew that I was not dead. Then he remembered that she was Anna’s sister. So Mrs. “I know nothing whatever of his friends or his home. When Jack entered the cell, she was talking to herself in the muttering unconnected way peculiar to her distracted condition; but, after her eye had rested on him some time, the fixed expression of her features relaxed, and a smile crossed them. She is your sister, and God knows I wish her none. "Surely," she said, after a pause, "you don't attach any importance to what my mother has just said. Don't be afraid, man,—off with it. His own peculiar genius—a miracle key to the hidden things in men's souls—had given him this immediate and astonishing illumination. Emile looked at her, then down, and clearly caught the bright gleam on the floor.
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