"The pocket-book you prigged contained the letters I wanted. The agonized mother could scarcely repress a scream at the spectacle that met her gaze. I will wish you success or failure, whichever is the better for you. It was like the grin of a fiend, and made my flesh creep on my bones. She must speak to Jack. Not the most stringent search, conducted all morning, turned up one solitary sheet.
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