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When George left my room I sat down near my dressing-table, and to comfort myself after all the worries of the day, took out my ruby ring to feast my eyes on its beauty. I had a vision of George's face with the queer pallor on it. I heard again his voice as he spoke of the girl who had a little money, and whom he loved -- the girl, however, who would never now be asked to be his wife. My brother George was a hard man, but he was righteous, he was honourable. I respected him for his words; and at that moment I pitied the girl who would lose him because of Jack's sin.
"Oh, Jack, Jack, what have you done to us all? " I cried aloud.