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” She saw him there the next week at the same time. Jack was almost afraid of speaking; but at length he summoned courage to call out "Mother!" "Who's there?" asked a faint voice from the bed. The boiling under her stern, however, told him nothing. She was strong, not unlike a pack mule or a camel; she thought to herself and smirked. "My horse is at the door, saddled, with pistols in the holsters,—mount him and fly. She had never imagined life was half so sinister as it looked to her in the beginning of these investigations.
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