Jonathan's vexation at the disappointment was expressed in the bitterest imprecations, and he returned as speedily as he could to the trench. He hesitated for a moment and then he followed her. Her attenuated arms were crossed upon her breast; and her black brows and eyelashes contrasted fearfully with the livid whiteness of her skin. "My heart," rejoined Thames, firmly; "which now tells me I am in the presence of his murderer. I'll tote it myself.
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