"Get up, mother," cried Jack; "do not kneel to him. She would never look squarely at these dream forms that mocked the social order in which she lived, never admit she listened to the soft whisperings in her ear. Hist!" cried he, as a scream was heard from without. They blinded me. I want to love him.
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