"What's that?—Jack's voice!" "It is," replied her son. Rollo barked. ‘There was a priest, the father confessor, you understand. "My coat!" he repeated, his glance burning into hers. At last she glanced at a little clock in the corner of the room, and sprang to her feet. ‘Assuredly it is locked up.
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