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“He would never have found you out if you had not personated me. " "My dear," observed Wood, "you should be more charitable—" "Charitable!" repeated his wife, "that's your constant cry. Hill sat up on the pavement and mopped the blood from his cheek. We struggle against it at first, but in the end we have to submit. Then he looked towards his granddaughter once more, who had flounced away to the window at her greataunt’s interruption. It was not a difficult affair. Jack paused for a moment, and found that his own adventures formed the subject of the ballad. CHAPTER XIX. We were to live in some wretched London suburb. She practiced swaddling on a doll, pretending to pat the head of her imaginary infant boy. " "Oh, Jack!" cried his mother, falling upon his neck, and covering him with kisses. She untucked his starched shirt, running her hands along his smooth torso and underneath his arms. His gangling body was clothed in rusty twill trousers and a long black seersucker coat, buttoned to the throat, around which ran a collar which would have marked him the world over as a man of the Word.
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