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I took the usual way home. She tried gentle words with him, beguiling perfumes, even slipped aphrodisiac tisanes into his soup. "Halloa!" cried Jack, looking round, and trying to fix his inebriate gaze upon the speaker,—"who's that?" "Your mother," replied Mrs. ” It was sitting in her suitcase in the same pocket as the expired bus tickets. ” It was significant of her influence over him that he answered her calmly, although a storm of angry thoughts were struggling for expression within him.

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