I can be that man, the one I know you want. And your great-niece. So dreadful were these shouts as to produce an effect upon the hardened feelings of Jonathan, who shrank out of sight. net/1/5/6/1/15614/ Produced by Charles Aldarondo, Clare Elliott and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team. At the back of the house, on a bank, rose an old-fashioned terrace-garden, full of apple-trees and other fruittrees in blossom, and lively with the delicious verdure of early spring. The girl was in the game now, and that narrowed the circle. "Are you my son? Are you Jack?" "I am," replied Jack.
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