He was sipping a glass of cold gin and water, and smoking a short black pipe. " "I feel it," replied Jack, in a tone of agony, "and I feel it more on my poor mother's account than my own. ’ At that, a flush drenched her cheeks and she snatched her hand away. This hand consigned him to destruction, but another was stretched forth to save him. " "I'm satisfied with your assurance," replied the carpenter, drily. " "I will carry you to the house, or fetch Mr. I think that there is no better friend for a girl than a man rather older than herself.
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