A distant suggestion of chalets and a glimpse of the road set them talking for a time of the world they had left behind. CHAPTER XXII. I hope we may never find her again. An old woman took her in. What a heat that news had wrought. Fly! fly!" "Do not think of me, mother, but of yourself," cried Jack, in an agony of tears.
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