"Mother! dear mother!" cried Jack, folding her to his breast. The flowers and turf, a wild strawberry, a rare butterfly, and suchlike little intimate things had become more interesting than mountains. His room was last at the end of one winding corner. He swung it open and then used his body to pin her against her seat. Sheppard, you mean, Sir," interrupted his wife, ironically. As sure as you're sitting there, Mr.
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