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They broke open the entrance into Jonathan's store-room—plundered it of everything valuable—ransacked every closet, drawer, and secret hiding-place, and stripped them of their contents. Their future would be glorious; he saw it in their eyes; he saw it in the beauty of their young heads. Every now and then something familiar in her tone, the poise of her head, the play of her eyes startled him. Impelled by a feeling, into which we shall not pause to inquire, the stranger started after them; but they were better mounted, and soon distanced him. For the face under her gaze she could find but one expression—fine. “It is so difficult,” she murmured, “so impossible to explain. ’ ‘Not French?’ echoed Hilary. Anna glanced into her sister’s face, and rose to her feet.
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