From this peaceful scene Jack's eye fell upon Jonathan, who, seated upon the stile, under the shade of an elder tree, was evidently watching him. Drummond,” he continued, looking across at his vis-à-vis, “we look to you to give expression to our sentiments. Raven locks fell to her shoulders from under the feathered beaver hat, and curled away down her back. Valade, who was standing by her chair, glancing around the packed pink-papered saloon with a heavy frown on his face, was a thickset man of coarse, reddened feature, with a discontented air.
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