The real tragedy—which he sensed and toward which he was always reaching—eluded all his verbal skill. Figg," replied Jack, smiling; "for, before I'm taken to Tyburn, I mean to borrow a shirt for the occasion from you. ” He smiled at the naiveté of her suggestion. Not afraid of me, either. Challenge accepted. The Enschede Bible—the one out of which she read—had been strangely mutilated. Two of these had been her particular intimates at the High School, and had done much to send her mind exploring beyond the limits of the available literature at home.
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