Advancing with a slow firm step to the stone-block he placed his left foot upon it, drew himself up to his full height, and fixed a look so stern upon Jonathan, that the thief-taker quailed before it. It was her figure, her style of dress, her manner of arranging the hair. The salt air was fresher than the stale air in the manor. I didn’t understand. “You must come and see me some afternoon,” she said to him.
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