" He sent the doctor a sly glance. " "Ah! Did he tell you anything about himself?" "Aside from that, no. If we were to wait till a prig was rightfully nabbed, we might tarry till doomsday. "Are you my son? Are you Jack?" "I am," replied Jack. Books! Aren't they wonderful?" The blind alley of life stretching out before her, with its secret doorways and hidden menaces; and she was unconcerned.
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