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This was enough for the poor widow. ’ Before she could object, Melusine found herself hustled back into the house and dragged willy-nilly towards the library door, where Jack called softly. There was no reason why she shouldn’t be his restrained and dignified friend. As O'Higgins signed the hotel register, his keen glance took in the latest signatures. Fretting and fidgeting, he had, after an hour or so, turned to McClintock. His mother's scream seemed again to ring in his ears, and he was so deeply affected that, fearful of exciting attention, he was about to quit the sacred edifice, when he was stopped by the entrance of Thames, who looked pale as death, with Winifred leaning on his arm. " "Farewell, Jack," cried twenty voices.
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