"Are you my son? Are you Jack?" "I am," replied Jack. Certain simple purposes emerged from the disingenuous muddle of her feelings and desires. Her sadness was manageable only because she was so familiar with its phases, because she could observe its moods remotely, like an astronomer studying the moon. In this hour its colossal selfishness never occurred to him. Ah!" he exclaimed, as his eye fell upon a small knob in the wall, "there's the spring!" He touched it, and the door flew open. "This locket," he said, taking a little ornament attached to a black ribband from his breast, and giving it her,—"do you remember it?" "I do—I do!" cried Winifred. ruin you.
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