Other girls gathered around like sheep. "And now," she added, with somewhat more composure, "leave me, dear friends, I entreat, for a few minutes to collect my scattered thoughts—to prepare myself for what I have to go through—to pray for my son. She traced him by his scent. Just now my best ones are all taken. I asked her to marry me, and she consented. . Girls erupted in waves of whispering as soon as she passed them by. Darting down Field-lane, Jack struck into a labyrinth of streets on the left; but though he ran as swiftly as he could, he was not unperceived. Passing thought. I rather want them.
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