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" "Poor child!" muttered Trenchard, abstractedly; "the whole scene upon the river is passing before me. Darting down Field-lane, Jack struck into a labyrinth of streets on the left; but though he ran as swiftly as he could, he was not unperceived. Only identity, and a chance to be someone other than a nun. ’ ‘Ah, but I have a special reason for doing so this time. ’ For a moment he looked daunted. To prevent the leaves from blowing about, should a blow develop, he distributed paper weights. "Hoddy, Hoddy!… No, no! This is my father!" warned Ruth. "There, Sir," she added, unlocking the door, "you can go in.
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