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’ A radiant smile dawned. There was the stile on which Jonathan had sat, and he recollected distinctly the effect of his mocking glance— how it had hardened his heart against his mother's prayer. Her first impulse was to fly to the window; and she was about to pass through it, at the risk of sharing the fate of the unfortunate lady, when her arm was grasped by some one in the act of ascending the ladder from without. She, perhaps, displayed herself rather consciously as a fine person unduly limited. Go in, go in, Melusine prayed, hoping desperately that he would not change his mind and take another route.
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