’ ‘True enough,’ nodded Martha sadly. "Are you my son? Are you Jack?" "I am," replied Jack. See!" she added, tearing the rag from her head,—"I had beautiful black hair once. You are yet a child; and though you have strayed from the right path, a stronger hand than your own has led you thence. Spurlock mused over the previous night.
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