” She replied. A murmur ran through the assemblage, by several of whom Jack was recognised. I’ve been wondering where she got her dogged will, and that hot-headed adventurous spirit, for it wasn’t from either Mary or Nicholas, that’s sure. Oh! my dear, dear son, be warned in time. What a mercy that the blow aimed at her by the ruffian, Wild, though it brought her to the brink of the grave, should have restored her to reason! Ah! she stirs. The boy she had loved was gone.
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