"Look here," cried Jonathan, stooping down and taking hold of a ring in the floor, with which by a great effort he raised up a flag. As though it was indelicate—it’s just a sort of shyness. Beyond was an avenue of tall poplars that rose like columns, disappearing into undulating hills that were black with sleeping houses and fertile soil. But perhaps you don't know; there was nothing in the pockets.
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