‘Come, cry a truce. The key is in my trousers. "Mr. God! I have cheated myself into a belief that the boy perished! And now my worst fears are realized —he lives!" "As yet," returned Jonathan, with fearful emphasis. "Would I had never seen either of you!" cried Jack, rising and pacing the apartment with a hurried step. "Oh!—to see you thus!" cried Thames, in an agony of affliction. "Shall I take the babby home with me!" persisted Wood, in a tone between jest and earnest.
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