Having watched the funeral at some distance, Jonathan fancied he could discern the figure of Jack; but not being quite sure, he entered the church. He knew she would be there, practicing alone in 118. “MY DEAR DAUGHTER,” it ran,—“Here, on the verge of the season of forgiveness I hold out a last hand to you in the hope of a reconciliation. The storm appeared to have blown over, for they were conversing in a very amicable manner with Mr. ” She breathed an inner sigh of relief.
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