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Jackson’s. ‘Come, Jacques, mon pauvre,’ she uttered, and reached for the lad again, hardly aware of the muted sounds of running feet and much banging and crashing beyond the secret door. Jack was lying so still, for a moment she panicked. I know that in my heart I would take whatever he gave.
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