"Are you my son? Are you Jack?" "I am," replied Jack. Why? What is she to you?” “I was there by accident,” Ennison answered. Shall I send him to Sir John?” Annabel was white to the lips, but her anger was not yet spent. She perceived that his countenance was only composed by a great effort, his features severely compressed.
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