"But if it is your mother, send her about her business. ” He said flatly. "Then, by Heaven! you are a dead man!" replied Jack, cocking a pistol, and pointing it deliberately at his head. ” He sidled toward her, but she recoiled from him, leaving him in possession of the hearth-rug. ” “Thanks to me,” he repeated, puzzled. They would be partners only in loneliness. “The Holy Ghost! The Pope! My mother!” She squealed.
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