‘One of they Frenchies, that’s what I say—if it ain’t a ghost. Her aunt, a faded, anæmic-looking lady of somewhat too obtrusive gentility, was still sitting with her hand pressed to her heart. When Jack entered the cell, she was talking to herself in the muttering unconnected way peculiar to her distracted condition; but, after her eye had rested on him some time, the fixed expression of her features relaxed, and a smile crossed them. He became a little more personal and intimate. "Here is my purse; and I trust you will let me know to whom I am indebted for this important service. " "This is folly," cried Jack, controlling himself by a powerful effort. How can I tell you all I feel? I love you beyond measure. “You love some one else?” he repeated.
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