Cloud back of your hat!" He opened his eyes again. Darting down Field-lane, Jack struck into a labyrinth of streets on the left; but though he ran as swiftly as he could, he was not unperceived. The house was redolent with the smells of cinnamon baking and the stuffed turkey and marinated pork roast. ” “Cooped up!” he cried. " "Oh! do not say so," replied his wretched parent. But she was not there. To-morrow he might be sorry; but to-day, this hour! She rose, not quickly, but with a dignity which only accentuated her beauty. John’s parents were won over. He saw her young and graceful back as she descended from the carriage, severely ignoring him, and recalled a glimpse he had of her face, bright and serene, as his train ran out of Wimbledon. Her natural instincts reasserted themselves. All these circumstances,—slight in themselves, but powerful in their effect,—touched the heart of the widowed carpenter, and added to his depression. " "So she may," returned Jack, brightening up; "it's a good idea. “Perhaps for me,” she added, with a sudden wistful look out of the bare high window, “a night of beginnings.
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