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Forgive me if a certain warmth creeps into my words! The Park is green and gray to-day, but I am glowing pink and gold. And grasping the thick iron rod, she pushed with all her force against it, while Jack seconded her efforts from within. Her voice recalled him. His only warning was a gleam of silver in the faint spill of light from the house above. "If I had, you'd not have seen me here," replied Jack, sullenly. The child was now within reach; and, in another moment, he would have executed his deadly purpose, if an arm from behind had not felled him to the ground.

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