“I wonder which of us enjoys that most,” said Capes—“does he, or do we?” “He seems to get a zest—” “He does it and forgets it. " "What does it signify?" returned the latter, angrily. "Mother—dear mother!" said Jack, bursting into tears. “How I am to earn enough sous for my dinner to-morrow—or failing that, what I can sell. ” Ennison dropped the evening paper which he had been pretending to read. \"Good morning, Lucy\". I came to see you on my own account.
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