Excited by the scene, Jack, however, could pay little attention to the good man's discourse, and was lost in a whirl of tumultuous emotions. Briefly explained, she was as the child who discards the rag baby for the living one. But he could only discern a black and shapeless mass, floating upon the water at a little distance, which, to his bewildered fancy, appeared absolutely standing still. He buys his own clothes, chooses his own company, makes his own way of living. Always her prayers ended—'And may my beautiful mother guide me!' No. She found herself again in the presence of some element in life about which she had been trained not to think, about which she was perhaps instinctively indisposed to think; something which jarred, in spite of all her mental resistance, with all her preconceptions of a clean and courageous girl walking out from Morningside Park as one walks out of a cell into a free and spacious world. ” Lucy yanked him into the hidden door to Room 109, a door to the backstage that looked like the entrance to a broom closet.
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