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Jack fell on his knees beside her. “You little wretch!” she exclaimed weakly. Next instant he had her immobilised, her hands behind her back, her chest crushed to his, the white veil slipping once again. He grabbed her legs and threw the covers from the bed. She walked for a mile or more recklessly, close veiled, with swift level footsteps, though her brain was in a whirl and a horrible faintness all the time hovered about her. The young officer sat in front, his hat perfectly straight. Think if your own mother was alive!” He paused, deeply moved.
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