“MY DEAR DAUGHTER,” it ran,—“Here, on the verge of the season of forgiveness I hold out a last hand to you in the hope of a reconciliation. Let me take the satchel, sir. You have grown into my life, and I cannot tear you out. At this juncture, the sound of oars reached his ears, and he perceived Mr. ‘You’d do the same. ’ ‘Sir!’ called Trodger, as the captain began to lead the young lady off. The doors were closed and barricaded, and the mob threatened to burst them open if Jack was not delivered to them. She answered weakly, “I’m fine, John.
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