"No, I tell you," rejoined Jonathan, shouldering his way out of the crowd. Unexpectedly he found himself speeding toward the father. Wood's bed-chamber—it was locked, with the key left in it. Their future would be glorious; he saw it in their eyes; he saw it in the beauty of their young heads.
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