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“You were born for great things,” he said huskily. As Jack conjectured, no one was there, and, though a lamp was burning on a stand, they decided upon proceeding without it. He was out of breath, and spoke in broken sentences. Such was the terror inspired by Wild's vindictive character, that few durst face him who had given him cause for displeasure. At this terrible juncture, Jack maintained his composure,—a smile played upon his face before the cap was drawn over it,—and the last words he uttered were, "My poor mother! I shall soon join her!" The rope was then adjusted, and the cart began to move. Nay, for aught I know, some of them may even now have got scent of me.

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