" Pain was stabbing him, now here, now there; pain was real enough; but he could not establish as a fact in his throbbing brain the presence of his aunt in the doorway. Then, even as they stood there, the room was plunged into darkness. Those were dreams. "O God!" he exclaimed, "I am severely punished. Cowering in a corner upon a heap of straw sat his unfortunate mother, the complete wreck of what she had been. You're the first widow I ever heard of who could withstand that lure. " "My mind's made up," rejoined Jack, coldly,—"we part to-night. “I do not even know who you are. When it's done, I'll push you through. “Still, of course, it is possible. “Stop! Don’t put your face there.
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