"Every brick I take out," cried Jack, as fresh rubbish clattered down the chimney, "brings me nearer my mother. It would be protective; it would with age turn to silver unnoticeably. I felt as though I had bandaged eyes. The shock and distress were genuine. ‘Lover’s tiff indeed. She’s a snob. He waited the pleasure of Monsieur.
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