His expression altered. "I am quite easy now; receive my blessing, my dear son; and if we never meet again, rest assured my last prayer shall be for you. Burn your palette and your easel. Figg?" said Jack, peevishly. Until he felt a sharpness digging into his coat at the point of his heart. She calmed herself, breathing deeply.
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