"It's the boy's death-warrant," observed Jonathan, with a sinister smile. ‘You are a born rebel, ma’am, and I can see now where she gets it from. The doll she had never owned, the cat and the dog that had never been hers: here they were, strangely incorporated in this sleeping man. Into this hole in the wall and out of it the native stream flowed from sunrise to sunset, when the stream mysteriously ceased. “My dear boy,” she exclaimed. As if God would not continue to mock him so long as his brain held a human thought! God had given him a pearl without price, and he had misunderstood until this day.
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