" As he said this, the carpenter patted the cheek of the little object of his benevolent professions, and, in so doing, unintentionally aroused him from his slumbers. Just as the attendants were preparing to lower the corpse into the earth, Jack fell on his knees beside the coffin, uttering the wildest exclamations of grief, reproaching himself with the murder of his mother, and invoking the vengeance of Heaven on his own head. " "I'll give you something better worth keeping," she answered, detaching the ornament from her neck, and presenting it to him; "this contains a lock of my hair, and may remind you sometimes of your little sister. " "Never count your chickens till they're hatched," observed Mrs. ” For some seconds he had remained quite still. Had he come to see her to find if she needed something? No. They buried him in Willesden churchyard after the robbery. Why? If she had put the query to herself, she could not have answered it. Strewn across the bed was a multitude of jumbled garments.
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