. "Where am I?" she cried, passing her hand across her brow. One night she apparently fell asleep. “Why did you ever let me love you? Why did you ever let me peep through the gates of Paradise? Oh! my God! I don’t begin to feel and realize this yet. It warms me, and lights me, and fills my world with flowers. From this perturbed state he was roused by thoughts of his mother, and fancying he heard her gentle voice urging him on to fresh exertion, he started up. But what's to be done?" "The first thing I do," replied Jack, "will be to visit my poor mother in Bedlam.
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