” “As long as you remain under my roof—” he began, and paused. A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. But that's an infirmity shared by a great many sounder heads than mine. "I swear it," rejoined Jonathan, readily. Still, something had marked the face, something had left an indelible touch.
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