From a man, who was standing beneath the shade of one these noble trees, information was obtained that the horsemen had ridden along the Harrow Road. “You promised faithfully to be there,” he said slowly. "Mother—dear mother!" said Jack, bursting into tears. Meantime, every preparation had been made outside for his departure. Maybe it’s his loss.
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