At this terrible juncture, Jack maintained his composure,—a smile played upon his face before the cap was drawn over it,—and the last words he uttered were, "My poor mother! I shall soon join her!" The rope was then adjusted, and the cart began to move. She had Cathy’s predisposition to overweight and her hips were solid and thick under her jeans. For yonder went the loneliest man in all God's unhappy world.
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