In the midst of them there was a cart with a man in it—and that man was Jack—my son Jack—they were going to hang him. Those awful chairs!" After dinner the spinsters proceeded to inscribe their accustomed quota of postcards, and Ruth was left to herself. "Farewell!" cried Jack, breaking from them, and rushing down the street.
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