But then you're an adopted son, and that makes all the difference. " "Is this true, Sir?" cried Mrs. “I do not think so. She glanced towards her sister, and curiously enough found in her face some faint reflection of her own rather sombre mirth. To be near someone, even someone who made a pretense of friendliness, to hear voices, her own intermingling, would serve as a rehabilitating tonic. . A murmur ran through the assemblage, by several of whom Jack was recognised.
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