” Lucy replied. ” “You alarm me,” she murmured, smiling. During the previous night he had been restless; and in the lonely dragging hours his thoughts had raced in an endless circle—action without progress. Dump popped his head into the cage. He's an interpretative genius, if there ever was one. Perhaps it had been pick-pocketed or jostled from her dress in a hunt. Every window, from the groundfloor to the garret had its occupant, and the roofs were covered with spectators. You must live for me. It was his mother, and as he gazed on her pallid features and motionless frame, Jack's heart severely smote him.
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