ToC After running to some distance down Seacoal Lane, Jack stopped to give a last look at the vehicle which was bearing away the remains of his beloved and illfated mother. You've saved my life. Why not? Were not his own sentiments inclined in favour of the patient? But fifty gold was fifty gold. Immediately behind this individual, came a pale, poverty-stricken woman, whose forlorn aspect contrasted strongly with his plump and comfortable physiognomy. Nothing more forlorn could be conceived. The law would accord her all her previous rights: she would return to the exact status out of which in his madness he had taken her. ToC The noise of this disturbance did not fail to reach the interior of the prison.
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