They went on talking in the train—it seemed to her father a slight want of deference to him—and he listened and pretended to read the Times. When she had finished the first tale, there was a sense of disappointment. " "Ha!" exclaimed Jack, drawing in his breath, and leaning forward with intense curiosity. " Downstairs he sought the hotel manager. 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. What are you to do with a mad mother at a time when you need all your wits to take care of yourself?" "Don't concern yourself further about me," returned Jack. " "Here he is!" cried Ireton, as the knocking was heard without.
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