Forgive my daring. Jonathan cast a hasty glance around, to see that all was properly arranged for his purpose; placed a chair with its back to the door; disposed the lights on the table so as to throw the entrance of the room more into shadow; and then flung himself into a seat to await Sir Rowland's arrival. His face was aquiline but sweet, the years had not yet taken the blush from his cheeks and his lips were similarly rubefacient. The doctor would never betray him. He smothered it down with such a good will that the reaction set his heart to pounding.
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