Wished to see you. I saw it this morning in the Daily Journal—an advertisement, offering a reward—" "A reward!" echoed Jack. Always her prayers ended—'And may my beautiful mother guide me!' No. A glance sufficed to show the young man how matters stood. When they were home, the pair headed for the Big Apple or the warmth of the Beck’s family table. "I've a good deal to do. The next morning came a compact letter from her father.
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