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There was nothing in the pockets of the coat. I often wonder why the young always take us ancients for nambypamby creatures. ” “But it changes things. That dress she has on—my mother might have worn it. Fly! fly!" "Do not think of me, mother, but of yourself," cried Jack, in an agony of tears.
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