His voice when he spoke was almost fiercely assertive, but there was an undernote of nervousness. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. "Ah! now we come to business," returned Jonathan, rubbing his hands, gleefully. She noticed an odd new gleam in Michelle’s eyes, a focus she had not noticed before. ’ Quick anger flared, surpassing the fluttering hope. He would pull this young fellow back; but later he knew that he would have to fight the boy's lack of will to live.
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