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Since morning he had become fanatical; the atoms of common sense no longer functioned in the accustomed groove. He remained standing by the stem of the proa, his glance roving investigatingly. His hair had begun to gray, his belly had just begun to round. 'Slife! you are wonderfully altered. At this terrible juncture, Jack maintained his composure,—a smile played upon his face before the cap was drawn over it,—and the last words he uttered were, "My poor mother! I shall soon join her!" The rope was then adjusted, and the cart began to move. " "Pity!" shrieked the widow. So often as she had herself manipulated a dagger, she could not mistake the shape that pressured across her chest, or the sharp point that dug below her bosom.
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