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"Are you my son? Are you Jack?" "I am," replied Jack. ” Her voice trembled with suppressed passion. Along the floor ran an iron bar to which Jack's chain was attached, so that he could move along it from one end of the chamber to the other. You were delicious in concert, by the way. “So it seems that I was wrong. Mind you don't stir till supper's over. Now she knew why the soldiers had not caught him.
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