" "O Jack, dear, dear Jack!" cried Mrs. \" \"Would you like me to carry some of the books? I have nothing to bring home today. " "Impossible!" cried Jonathan. She could not judge its direction, and began to move swiftly along the bookshelves, her hand running behind her across the spines of the calfbound volumes. She helped Jack to sit down, and dragged the jacket off him, lifting his shirt to expose the gash that had sliced across his side. Think if your own mother was alive!” He paused, deeply moved.
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