” Lucy coolly marveled as she
studied the girl’s face, belly swollen from pregnancy. He used to live in a boarding-house in
Russell Square. But it's best to be on the safe side. "Are you my son? Are you
Jack?"
"I am," replied Jack. Lucy kicked her side, then her wounded leg,
dislodging her. . He
whispered in her ear. "Had I not been the guilty wretch I am," he cried, bursting into an agony of tears,
"she would never have died thus. It was quite an unexpected pleasure
to meet you and your worthy father. You got to take the world as it is, and the only
possible trade for a girl that isn’t sweated is to get hold of a man and make him
do it for her. ‘Her purpose, if you will
believe me, is to get herself a dowry so that she may marry an Englishman. “—but this cannot be. . “I will not have this slavery.
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