But though she lied about pretty much everything else, she didn’t lie about that. He stood by her side, and he suffered her hands to rest in his. She could not see any relief from this anxiety except repayment, and repayment seemed impossible. Her sense followed the shoulders under his coat, down to where his flexible, sensitive-looking hand rested lightly upon the table. ” “Perhaps,” she said, “I am superstitious. As soon as he was gone, Jonathan went up stairs to the audience-chamber; and, sitting down, appeared for some time buried in reflection.
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