He saw the girl, and sprang up in bed. Oh, what’s his name? It’s on the tip of my tongue. “Election be hanged!” he exclaimed. She met the keen grey eyes of a clean-shaven man, between forty and fifty, quietly dressed in professional attire. He began a jerky, broken conversation that lasted until they reached the station, and left her puzzled at its drift and meaning. "My mother,—my poor mother!" exclaimed Jack.
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