“She can’t. ‘Lord,’ he uttered, glancing about with a disparaging eye. " "My mind's made up," rejoined Jack, coldly,—"we part to-night. ‘Sleeping like a baby, he is. Go up and get my daughter so we can have some homemade pie.
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