The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. And when they came to the gallows, Jack leaped out of the cart, and the hangman tied up Jonathan instead—ha! ha! How the mob shouted and huzzaed—and I shouted too—ha! ha! ha!" "Mother!" cried Jack, unable to endure this agonizing scene longer. In her sitting-room I found Montague Hill. But one of these days everything will click back into place. My mother died the day I was born; that’s what they tell me.
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