In his muscular pudgy hand was a photograph, frayed at the corners, soiled from the contact of many hands: the portrait of a youth of eighteen. He noted that she was fully dressed, that her hair was carefully done, that there was a knotted ribbon around her throat. " "Impossible, Sir," replied Ireton, greatly alarmed. "Mother!" cried Jack, springing towards her.
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