"If you've done wrong, confess it, and I'll forgive you!" "I don't deserve to be forgiven!" returned Jack, bursting into tears; "for I'm afraid I've done very wrong. Mike and Shari sat at the kitchen table eating potato chips. CHAPTER XVI. —The general who gives an order for wholesale carnage never sleeps a wink the less soundly for the midnight groans of his victims, and we should deride him as a coward if he did. His curiosity, his literary instincts, had been submerged by the recurring thought of the fool he had made of himself. Good riddance. What is the use of it? I do not wish to marry you. We've got to make him take up the harp of life and go twanging it again.
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