"Are you my son? Are you Jack?" "I am," replied Jack. But when all was over, a sorrowful calm succeeded, and, if not free from grief, she was tranquil. The young man's imagination suddenly pictured the man as a rock, loosed from its ancient bed, crumbling as it fell. I’ve always had a sneaking desire for the writing-trade. He had not thought to find a lady so ready of humour and willing to give him a hearing. And yet, she would be easy prey in her present state of mind to any plausible, attractive scoundrel. She knew the truth of it all right. “Why didn’t you come back? Lucy, I needed you to come back, just once.
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