“Oh. It was his redemption, his ticket out of hell—that blue-serge coat. Mr. In all her life no living thing had had to depend upon her, not even a dog or a cat. To the Seven Cities of Refuge Jack proceeded. I haven't forgotten her previous history. "My mother,—my poor mother!" exclaimed Jack.
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