’ Jack blinked at her. She could not risk going in the door, lest she run into Larry or Cathy drinking a nocturnal glass of milk or Mike raiding the refrigerator for snacks. Fly! fly!" "Do not think of me, mother, but of yourself," cried Jack, in an agony of tears. She had thought to wear it now, since she must look more the demoiselle.
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