"I'll gibbet the rascal. There was the stile on which Jonathan had sat, and he recollected distinctly the effect of his mocking glance— how it had hardened his heart against his mother's prayer. "Thank Heaven!" she gasped. The sky was cloudless, effulgent blue.
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