"Are you my son? Are you Jack?" "I am," replied Jack. An early bird clarinetist burst through in a long black skirt, swishing like a bell. The houses were older, the shops gloomier, and the thoroughfare narrower, it is true; but the bustle, the crowd, the street-like air was the same. This is also the ragged edge of the world, too. I drew out what I had saved and boarded the first ship out. Promise me.
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