My Mom inherited our house from our Grandma, otherwise they never could have afforded it, not even twenty years ago. A thickly-set, sandy young man, with an unwholesome complexion and grease-smooth hair, had entered the room. ‘Jacques, where are you hurt?’ But as she asked the question, she saw the wound. "My good friend, Owen Wood,—Heaven preserve him!—is still living. They have rescued the child.
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