“Look here, Ann Veronica,” he began. " "You are an angel, I say," continued the poor maniac; "and my Jack would have been like you, if he had lived. . " As familiar as Quilt Arnold himself with every part of Wild's mysterious abode, as well as with the ways of its inmates, Jack, without a moment's hesitation, took up a lamp which was burning in the hall, and led his companion up the great stone stairs. She left them and went back to Sebastian, never uttering a word about her visit. Their flitting hands were always touching.
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