She helped Jack to sit down, and dragged the jacket off him, lifting his shirt to expose the gash that had sliced across his side. “You pushed the wheel from my hand. This purse," he added, chinking it in the air, "and this ring, were given me for him just now by the lady, who made a false step on leaving your house. "Are you my son? Are you Jack?" "I am," replied Jack. But a biddable girl. “All’s well that ends well,” he said; “and the less one says about things the better. Now tell them why. " The little girl's countenance fell. It comforts him when he is most forlorn.
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