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The uproar was tremendous—men yelling— dogs barking,—but above all was heard the stentorian voice of Jonathan, urging them on. She wanted air—and the distraction of having moving and changing things about her. "I shall want nothing more. As usual, however, on the occasion of any great calamity, a crowd was scouring the streets, whose sole object was plunder. That's why I'm so anxious to get her to a haven.
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