He tried again. It was the first—and the last! At this juncture, the handle of the door was tried, and the voice of Mr. Lucy saw it happen as if in slow motion. A white apron was tied round his waist, and into the apron was thrust a short thick truncheon, which looked very much like a rolling-pin. Jack, however, had an expedient for mastering this difficulty. ” She did not wait for Ann Veronica’s reply. She could not say who, not yet. "My mother,—my poor mother!" exclaimed Jack.
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