By and by—as the paroxysm subsided and he became motionless—she stole back to the bungalow to wait. She thought gleefully of the dress she would get to wear for the Ball (Prom?) and could not wait to tell her foster family about how excited she was. And because he knew it was a burden, there was no gaiety upon the doctor's face; neither was there speech on his tongue. “You poor little girl!” he cried. . On their return, the jailers raised up Jonathan, who was weltering in his blood, and who appeared to be dying. You will torture yourself and torture her all through life; but in the end she will pour the wine of her faith into a sound chalice. She held out her arm straight before her, and turned her hand this way and that.
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