“This,” he exclaimed, “must be either the indifference of an utterly callous nature, or it may be—ye gods, it may be—innocence. "Again," cried Jonathan, sternly: "beware!" "What!" vociferated Trenchard. There were always parrots and parrakeets screaming in the fruit groves. Neither of these wards had beds, and the unfortunate inmates were obliged to take their rest on the oaken floor.
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