"Mother! dear mother!" cried Jack, folding her to his breast. ‘By traitors I am surrounded!’ ‘Stop talking utter twaddle,’ ordered Roding, marching up to the desk. "Just in time," said the thief-taker. Young, not much older than she was: she was twenty and he was possibly twenty-four. " "My poor son!" groaned the widow, sinking backwards. " "Let me go," implored Mrs.
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