"Jack," said Mrs. Wild is a friend of yours, I'm sorry for what I said. Peg after peg had gone down his blistered throat, but never had a smile touched his lips, never had his gaze roved inquisitively. He would go there. "Mother!" she echoed,—"mother! why do you call me by that name?" "Because you are my mother. "Mr. Gerald? But could he be here so quickly? She hastily dabbed at her eyes, thankful for the darkness that she saw had come on outside unnoticed, dimming the room.
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