" Figg turned aside to hide the tears that started to his eyes,—for the stout prizefighter, with a man's courage, had a woman's heart,—and the procession again set forward. "You are an angel," she cried, with a look beaming with delight. Her heartbeat quickened. It keeps dangling in front of my eyes. Jack had got into one of the pens at the north side of the chapel. The door is open, so it is needless to ask leave to enter.
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