The effort of self-repression cost him a sob. He envied her a little. "Every brick I take out," cried Jack, as fresh rubbish clattered down the chimney, "brings me nearer my mother. She had slapped him away with her free hand and the finger was released suddenly, sending her careening to the floor. As she looked in this direction, the thief-taker raised his eyes—those gray, blood-thirsty eyes!—their glare froze the life-blood in her veins. ‘We?’ Gerald smiled.
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