" He stuffed the printed chintz into her arms and smiled into her eyes. “What do you think of that?” he asked. Oh, Jack! repent, while it is yet time, of your evil conduct. Distress, deep-rooted, and age old. And I've already told you the accident was not Jack's fault. Mr. "It is Jonathan. And it had not shocked her! It was this appalling absence of indignation that had put terror into her heart. Heedless, however, of the consequences, he pursued his task. Goodbye.
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