\" She looked at
Mike. "May I beg to know whom I've the
pleasure of adressing? Jackson, I conclude, is merely an assumed name. “I can’t imagine what has come over you,” said her aunt. His frame was wasted,
and slightly bent; his eyes were hollow, his complexion haggard, and his beard,
which had remained unshorn during his hasty journey, was perfectly white. In fact, one of them was
downright sceptical. The aunt rushed over to her nephew, knelt and wrapped him in her arms. Anna glanced into her sister’s face, and rose to her feet. A couple of gilt straight-backed chairs only. Hobson, the Phys. The moment
she entered the room and he rose, she felt that she was immediately consigned to
the circle of strangers; and it emptied her heart of its joy and filled it with
diffidence.
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