“I cannot reason with you,” he said at last wearily. "We'll see that," replied Jonathan. He was always deceived by these rustlings which promised wind and seldom fulfilled that promise. “Anna, you are the dearest, bravest sister in the world,” she cried. She looked about, watching a massive green storm cloud building in the west. "Now, step this way, Mr.
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