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He took into his soul some of the father's misery, some of the daughter's, to mingle with his own. There was no one at all in this room, but through the half-open door of one of the small apartments that gave upon it she had a glimpse of two very young girls sitting at a littered table and writing briskly. The nun on the threshold was of middle age and heavily built, her back uneven from toil and her hands roughened. He savored the last solo, the coda. " "Ay, here I am," said Jack, throwing off his hat and wig, and marching towards the group, amongst whom there was a general movement of surprise at his audacity. Directly dinner was over Mr. He was roused from the stupor of despair into which he had sunk by the voice of Ben, who roared in his ear, "The bridge!—the bridge!" CHAPTER VII.

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