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"Are you my son? Are you Jack?" "I am," replied Jack. ” But now she doubted again of the quality of the armistice they had just made. The blood temporarily halted to her brain, Michelle slept peacefully again. Her eyes were dilated— fixed in a horrified stare at the parting in the curtains which hung before the window. In nearly every speech she heard was the same implication of great and necessary changes in the world—changes to be won by effort and sacrifice indeed, but surely to be won. "Have nine years so changed me, that there is no trace left of your adopted son?" "God bless me!" ejaculated the carpenter, rubbing his eyes, "can—can it be?" "Surely," screamed Mrs. ’ She shrugged fatalistically. “Surely!” he remarked, with an expression of worried appeal. He was profoundly stirred. ’ Gerald turned and came back to her.
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