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The hand which the man had been holding hung limp and nerveless at her side. As though accidentally she swept her skirts from a chair close drawn to her own. It was his mother, and as he gazed on her pallid features and motionless frame, Jack's heart severely smote him. He thanked God for this talent of his. He too, when she had disappeared, called a carriage.
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