At no time did she feel bodily or mental fatigue. I have taken bullets and lived, and even a silver one wouldn’t do much. "Mother—dear mother!" said Jack, bursting into tears. The houses were older, the shops gloomier, and the thoroughfare narrower, it is true; but the bustle, the crowd, the street-like air was the same. ‘After all the threats you’ve made, that is hardly fair.
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