"Mother—dear mother!" said Jack, bursting into tears. " "Wretch!" cried Mrs. But you—you have a good face. "It is time!" "For what?" grumbled the latter, rubbing his eyes. The significance of the kiss was still obscure to her, though she had frequently encountered the word and act in the Old and New Testaments and latterly in novels. She held it away from her with an instinctive repulsion, born of her unconquerable antipathy to the touch of strangers.
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