’ He sat on the low wall of the haha and invited her to do the same. Gravely he placed them in his aunt's hand. As if he read her thought, he spoke it aloud. "Are you my son? Are you Jack?" "I am," replied Jack. 'T is better, with wine, to extinguish the light, Than live always, in darkness, without it! "How long may it be since that boy was found in the way Mrs. Wood, whose loss I shall ever deplore. 27 Her beloved mother Marina was the first in the house to catch it, the first to die.
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