I have come to you for sympathy, perhaps for help. The Dawn Pearl; how well they had named her! The pearl without price—his and not his! He took her arm and drew it under his; and together they went down the veranda steps. Left alone, Jonathan lighted a lamp, and, opening the trap-door, descended the secret stairs. “Well?” she said, sitting down again.
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