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"Give me the child, or—" As he spoke the door was thrown open, and Mrs. A snarl contorted his features, and he marched up to it, laying his pistol down on the marquetry table so that his hands were free to grab the picture off the wall. His hair flew out from the sides of his head like black bats from a belfry, it was unruly and long. As soon as he was gone, Jonathan went up stairs to the audience-chamber; and, sitting down, appeared for some time buried in reflection. Some one was standing beside him. . “Well, you certainly did very well at tea,” she remarked. “Tell him that he is mad.
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