"All's over," muttered Jonathan. That was what she was trying to make him understand. Across the blackboard the colored chalks flew like flights of variously tinted rockets as diagram after diagram flickered into being. About noon, next day, he was able to move; and the gale having abated, he set out homewards with his little charge. 3.
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