" "Do not talk thus, dear mother," returned Jack, gazing anxiously at her pale countenance, "or I shall not be able to quit you. On reaching the churchyard, he perceived the melancholy procession descending the hill. Her lips came together with an expression between contentment and the faintest shadow of a smile, her manner was one of quiet reserve, and behind this mask she was wildly discontented and eager for freedom and life. ‘No, for you had your own selfish plans already made, that is now seen. ’ ‘Lord, man, it’s only a scratch!’ Suddenly Gerald snapped his fingers.
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