" "Poor soul!" ejaculated her son. He walked across the Park and called upon his sister. There stepped forth a tall brown man. " "My poor son!" groaned the widow, sinking backwards. But there was no sign from her. The entrance of the house 85 was grand, and upon entering she was immediately greeted by John’s mother, a tall, thin woman quite a few years older than Cathy Beck. "Suppose he does. They were delighted. \"Why weren't you there?\" She asked Mike. She was glad when he went on: “I want to be your city of refuge from every sort of bother.
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