He leaned forward, and looked into the eyes of the woman he loved, and it seemed to him that she sang back to him with a sudden note of something like passion breaking here and there through the gay mocking words which flowed with such effortless and seductive music from her lips. "Are you my son? Are you Jack?" "I am," replied Jack. Very well, I give up. Finally Lucy replied. Anna rummaged about in her dressingcase, and finally drew out a letter. The three clerks fought for the only window, and saw her whisked into a hansom. Heedless, however, of the consequences, he pursued his task.
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