"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. I speak frankly, because you also know that no possible extremity would induce me to accept help from any living person. We had no idea. Officers were these. He wasn't satisfied with an assured income from the paper-mills your grandfather left us. Did you really doubt if I knew?” “No. John exited quickly from the side of the stage and returned to where his mother and father sat. YOU did. He returned her to her door at a decent hour, well before 10:00. ‘Danged if I ever hear the like,’ he repeated blankly.
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