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" "My coat, please. Do help me, Lady Ferringhall. I will not be persecuted in this way by you. In all these weeks she had not once knelt to pray. I’ve paid for you and helped you, and I’m going to conquer you somehow—if I have to break you to do it. "I will," answered the prisoner. But I was sorry for poor Jack—as I am still, and hoped he would mend. . "It is never too late. Briefly explained, she was as the child who discards the rag baby for the living one. He must win this man's confidence, even at the risk of being called mad. What else could one say? I left him to suppose—a registry perhaps.
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