"Do you see any likeness?" "Don't I," returned Jack, bitterly. She was silent, the ghost of a fading smile passed from her lips. . ’ Hilary eyed him. But don't thank me; thank Miss Enschede. Bowing to the stranger, the woollen-draper very politely requested to know his business. 1.
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