He carried a cane and a silk hat with a mourning-band in one gray-gloved hand; his frock-coat and trousers were admirable; his handsome face, his black mustache, his prominent brow conveyed an eager solicitude. ” The girl sat up and looked at him with a curious twist at the corners of her mouth —humorous or pathetic, he could not tell which. I think a wife a needless incumbrance, and mean to die a bachelor. He would stare at her intensely when he was certain his parents were not looking in his direction. I hope that James will not be long with that whisky and Apollinaris. "Are you my son? Are you Jack?" "I am," replied Jack.
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