I do not think that I have the Bohemian spirit at all. Her hair, once red, faded to a thin gray that she kept cut into a practical short bob. It penetrated the skin; benumbed the flesh; paralysed the faculties. The poor widow was thrown into an agony of distress on learning that a robbery had been committed, in which her son (for she could not doubt that Jack was one of the boys,) was implicated; nor was her anxiety alleviated by Mrs.
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