"Farewell for ever," said Jack, extending his hand to Mrs. I hope I haven't given any unintentional offence?" said the widow, again meekly appealing to Wood. The general did what he might to hush it up, and paid handsomely to manage it, I daresay. Everett’s gaze dropped to the papers in his hand. Seeing provisions in the window, Jack ventured in and bought a loaf. Left to himself, he took a survey of the room, and his heart leaped as he beheld over the, chimney-piece, a portrait of himself.
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