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Jonathan, however, was nowhere to be seen. And turning again, as if the emotions she had churned up kept her on the move, she paced back to the mantel and there stopped, staring at her own reflection in the tarnished mirror. Sailors would leave them at the trader's. Certain of my prey, I can afford to wait for it. "I have never been out of this horrible dungeon since we last met," he said; "though how long ago that is, I scarcely know.
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