“Well,” she said. She dropped a flower—it’s in my pocket-book now. See!" she added, tearing the rag from her head,—"I had beautiful black hair once. Practically. . He was profoundly stirred. Every eye seemed focussed upon her; and yet she had known the sensation to be the conceit of her imagination. Jack was caught, as in a trap, by the pendant tails of Abraham's long frock; and, instead of obtaining his release by his ingenuity, he only got a sound thrashing.
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