"And now, Mrs. Their flitting hands were always touching. It was his mother, and as he gazed on her pallid features and motionless frame, Jack's heart severely smote him. Under his arm he carried a thick, knotted crab-stick. "If I spoke to him, my interest might be misinterpreted.
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