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The folds of a thick muslin neckcloth in
some degree protected him, but the gash was desperate. "To-night it is their turn," said Jonathan, binding up his wounded fingers with a
handkerchief. She loved for him to regale
her with the stories of his past, the days of ancient
Greece. "No such thing," rejoined the jailer; "he's coming on business. “You are very kind,” she said hesitatingly, “but I don’t remember—I don’t think
that I know you, do I?”
“I am afraid that you do not,” he admitted, with a smile which he meant to be
encouraging. .
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