" "Jack's mother?" exclaimed the young man. There was enough contra-light to render her ethereal. And it filled seven sheets of notepaper, each written only on one side. "Your gratitude will vanish with your danger. Eventually her movements carried her to the little stand at the side of the bed. And you think I would marry you?’ ‘Why not? I am unworthy, eh? Because I am a servant. It seemed to her that her father was in some inexplicable way meaner-looking than she had supposed, and yet also, as unaccountably, appealing.
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