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"Goodness only knows what he's reserved for," rejoined the widow in a desponding tone; "but if Mynheer Van Galgebrok, whom I met last night at the Cross Shovels, spoke the truth, little Jack will never die in his bed. Pews had been brought in and set in two rows before the huge table, covered in white cloth, that formed the altar at the far end. ” The wonderful likeness between the two girls was never less noticeable than at that moment. At length, he fell down on the road, fully expecting each moment would prove his last. As he approached the gable of Mrs. I don't know; I really don't know," she found herself repeating. Wood, you shan't lord it over me, I can promise you. ” He resumed, after a mouthful: “Here is a girl of sixteen or seventeen, seventeen and a half to be exact, running about, as one might say, in London. There are sentimental and traditional deferences and reverences, I know, between father and son; but that’s just exactly what prevents the development of an easy friendship.

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