"My mother,—my poor mother!" exclaimed Jack. But that Chink, Ah Cum! O'Higgins chuckled as he passed into the hall and
rested his hand on the newel-post of the staircase. “Yes,” she answered, looking away. "
"Well, if they send you to prison, I'll be outside when they let you go. 272
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She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack
swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming
silver in their starkness. "Well, gentlemen," rejoined Wood, mildly; "since Mr. ”
Part 4
They lay side by side in a shallow nest of turf and mosses among bowlders
and stunted bushes on a high rock, and watched the day sky deepen to evening
between the vast precipices overhead and looked over the tree-tops down the
widening gorge. “If you really are going
to wait, make yourself as comfortable as you can. Put out your hand and
bid me God-speed.
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