‘I dropped the lantern,’ Jack’s muffled voice told her. “Forgive my coming in,” she said to Ennison. In the midst of them there was a cart with a man in it—and that man was Jack—my son Jack—they were going to hang him. ’ Gerald could not resist. “A man who does not touch his wife, who ignores his wife, what kind of man is he? I am not sick any more. A hand of iron fell upon the scowling young man’s shoulder. " "I've heard of him," replied Jack, impatiently.
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