’ ‘Couldn’t help but do so, ma’am,’ said Mrs Ibstock. She knew very well that a new thing was stirring in her. But the aunt seized her in her arms and rocked with her. "Jack!" she cried, raising her head. ” She laid her fingers for a moment upon his arm. I'll wait for you down here. Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp to a letter. They must be for your father. Spurlock grew cold. It was apparent, and then it faded into the quality of an inevitable necessity.
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