"My mother,—my poor mother!" exclaimed Jack. He knew very well that his muscles were flabby, and his nerve by no means what it should be. I didn’t ought to have sent for him. ” It was her last evening in that wrappered life against which she had rebelled. " "You're agitating yourself unnecessarily, Joan," returned Wood, in a soothing voice. Lights gleamed from the lower rooms, and, on a nearer approach to the building, the sound of revelry might be heard from within. ’ The listening soldiers began to snigger behind their hands. London Bridge had suffered a degree less than most places.
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