"My portrait!" echoed Jack. “You go home and think of all this,” he said, “and talk about it to-morrow. Whatever may happen to-morrow I shall be none the better for anticipating its miseries to-day. "Come with me, my love, come—come," cried his mother, seizing his hand, and endeavouring to force him away. "Quick. "I will be there at the time. The clanking of chains, the grating of locks, and the rumbling of bolts must have been music in Jonathan's ears, so much pains did he take to subject himself to such sounds.
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