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I was forced to lay on a bed of nails for three days. "He's not my son," rejoined the carpenter. "Have nine years so changed me, that there is no trace left of your adopted son?" "God bless me!" ejaculated the carpenter, rubbing his eyes, "can—can it be?" "Surely," screamed Mrs. " "I feel it," replied Jack, in a tone of agony, "and I feel it more on my poor mother's account than my own. The open books she knew by heart; aye, they had been ground into her, morning and night. ” “But I can’t do that.
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