" "Oh, Jack!" cried his mother, falling upon his neck, and covering him with kisses. " "Only three days," reiterated the widow, "three short short days,—and then all is over. You think you will. She had never dreamed of such decadence, never imagined that young people could be so happy and healthy. He had meant to be master of his fate that evening and it had escaped him altogether. This—’ waving an imperious hand in a sweeping arc about the library ‘—is my house. A brief feeling of empathy with Pottiswick passed through him. He sat before a desk littered all over with papers and official looking documents.
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