Her eyes glistened in the darkness—for light was only admitted through a small grated window—like flames, and, as she fixed them on him, their glances seemed to penetrate his very soul. His sister appeared. '" "Slave?" echoed Jack. The tears were streaming down her face, her voice was thick with sobs. She was in deadly earnest in everything she did. Her aunt, a faded, anæmic-looking lady of somewhat too obtrusive gentility, was still sitting with her hand pressed to her heart. ” A dull flush burned upon his cheeks. " "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision.
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