“What nonsense is this? What raving! My dear child, you DO live, you DO exist! You have this home. We were to have breakfast there and return in the evening. Raising him in his arms, Jonathan passed the rope round his body, and in this way the poor boy was drawn up without difficulty. The idea of anything criminal never entered her thoughts. “Come in.
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