"We shall never be able to get you out unseen, Jack," whispered Poll Maggot. "Come with me, my love, come—come," cried his mother, seizing his hand, and endeavouring to force him away. She began rubbing it with her pocket-handkerchief. . ‘Come, mademoiselle, it is of no use to conceal anything from me, you know. ’ She stopped, her lips tightening.
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