"My son! my dear, dear son!" returned Mrs. The inside was empty except for an infant, which from a distance looked utterly normal. The steps, even the pavements, were invaded by little knots of loungers driven outside by the unusual heat of the evening, most of them in evening dress, or what passed for evening dress in Montague Street. He had seldom been more perturbed. "Stop a minute," cried Jack, detaining his mistresses.
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