Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. ’ ‘All the way to England?’ She opened wide eyes. "That's for myself," rejoined Mrs. “She seems an unusually clever girl,” said Ramage. I'll be wanting my sixteen thousand. ToC After running to some distance down Seacoal Lane, Jack stopped to give a last look at the vehicle which was bearing away the remains of his beloved and illfated mother.
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