The room seemed a vacuum. Always. "Heaven have mercy on his soul!" ejaculated Wood. Vanity was a vice not just to be deprecated, but effectively strangled at birth. ’ ‘How can it be in dispute?’ frowned Mrs Sindlesham. "Mother! dear mother!" cried Jack, folding her to his breast. "Come with me, my love, come—come," cried his mother, seizing his hand, and endeavouring to force him away.
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