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White, who held out her hand and beamed a welcome upon him. Through her door curtain she could see the light from the study lamp. . . “Oh, my dear!” she cried, and suddenly flung herself, kneeling, into her husband’s arms. At this terrible juncture, Jack maintained his composure,—a smile played upon his face before the cap was drawn over it,—and the last words he uttered were, "My poor mother! I shall soon join her!" The rope was then adjusted, and the cart began to move. “It was inevitable,” he declared.
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