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CHAPTER I.
CHAPTER I. –––––––– "Djohn, Djohn!" cried the boy, "come back: the mother is looking for you—something has happened. At once, at once, you must go home!" "What has happened? Is she ill? Has she hurt herself? Has there been an accident?" demanded John, a tall lad of sixteen, dressed, like the first speaker, in country clothes of French cut, but with a certain difference which marked his different nationality. "There has been an accident, but not to her. Make haste! It is very exciting. It is a gentleman that is hurt, and he is your father. Half the village is at the door. So go, quick, quick! I have run before them all to tell you." "A gentleman who is my father! My father is dead years ago," said the elder boy, with a flush on his face. "Nevertheless it is quite true what I say. Come
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