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"Your mother is dead," interposed Wild, scowling. He continued his ditty, in spite of the angry glances of his leader. "I've lost my wager. It opened and a nun’s head popped out. Her motherly features creased into anxious wrinkles. But if not himself, there would be another soon enough. The thought caused him an odd kind of pang—of pity, naturally. ‘Jacques,’ she said, turning to the lad, and holding the habit out, ‘take this for me and leave it in the passage where we have left the lantern. She started forward. Nevertheless Sydney, clumsily, but earnestly, had something to say about it. Perhaps Sir John is going to take the other one under his wing. “Beautiful these autumn flowers are,” said Ann Veronica, in a wide, uncomfortable pause. It had gone with the rest.
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