"The nurses," she answered. Flesh and blood, vivid, alluring; she was no longer the symbol, therefore she had become, as in the twinkling of an eye, an utter stranger. " "I am one-and-twenty," observed Jack. "A mother's prayers—a mother's blessings," she cried, with the fervour almost of inspiration, "will avail against a fiend's malice. "Stay!" said Jonathan, aiding his descent; "you had better take my lantern.
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