Her courage and her presence of mind had alike deserted her. There was the cottage she had inhabited for so many years,—in those fields she had rambled,—at that church she had prayed. He lunched in the Legal Club in Chancery Lane, and met Ogilvy. " "Don't anger him, my dear son," implored the poor widow, with a look of anguish at Jack.
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