" "I feel it," replied Jack, in a tone of agony, "and I feel it more on my poor mother's account than my own. His gangling body was clothed in rusty twill trousers and a long black seersucker coat, buttoned to the throat, around which ran a collar which would have marked him the world over as a man of the Word. The petals have fallen—the red petals we loved so.
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