I secured the dog after he had wounded me. I’ve made an ally of her champion. In the midst of them there was a cart with a man in it—and that man was Jack—my son Jack—they were going to hang him. He had hurt her. She flushed with desire and happiness, her husband had returned to her and all would be aright. Still, thereafter she had avoided Morgan's; partly out of fear and partly because of her father's mandate. Very well, I give up. Why not? Imagine I’ve had a fit of hysteria—and that I’ve come round.
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