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"Tell me that, and I will believe you. At this terrible juncture, Jack maintained his composure,—a smile played upon his face before the cap was drawn over it,—and the last words he uttered were, "My poor mother! I shall soon join her!" The rope was then adjusted, and the cart began to move. The fates are never so kind to me. Brown strode to center stage and Lucy quieted the instruments with a gesture. Once more cheered by daylight, he hastened forward, and entered the chapel.
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