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She felt that for a time at any rate her depressing struggle against continual failure was at an end. " "Oh, Jack!" cried his mother, falling upon his neck, and covering him with kisses. The benches running round the room, though fastened to the walls by iron clamps, had been forcibly wrenched off; while the table, which was similarly secured to the boards, was upset, and its contents—bottles, jugs, glasses, and bowls were broken and scattered about in all directions. She crushed the letter in her hand. In the midst of them there was a cart with a man in it—and that man was Jack—my son Jack—they were going to hang him. To him she had always appeared as a mere pleasure-loving parasite—something quite insignificant. She drank her glass of wine, however, and clanked glasses good-naturedly with Mr. It was as if he could smell it on her.
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