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At this terrible juncture, Jack maintained his composure,—a smile played upon his face before the cap was drawn over it,—and the last words he uttered were, "My poor mother! I shall soon join her!" The rope was then adjusted, and the cart began to move. A terrible spectacle was presented to the young man's gaze:—the floor deluged with blood—the mangled and lifeless body of Mrs. ‘Softly, you say?’ she uttered, raging. Lucy tried not to make her cringe noticeable. I asked him to take me away, and hide me. They must see the prisoner at the hatch. " "You might trust me," said Rachel, in an offended tone; "but never mind. "Your father—poor imbecile!—believes we ran away together. “It really is not necessary.
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