He was silent. She crooked her finger. He—In fact, he—he locked me in my room. ” “You love—Anna?” she exclaimed. He could not pull her soul apart now to satisfy that queer absorbing, delving thing which was his literary curiosity; he had put her outside that circle. " "You'd better hold your peace, my lad," observed Jonathan, in a menacing tone.
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