Left to himself, he took a survey of the room, and his heart leaped as he beheld over the, chimney-piece, a portrait of himself. ’ A strangled sob escaped her as his thumb dug cruelly into the soft flesh of her wrist. " "Mend!" echoed Mrs. " "Damnation!" cried Jonathan, stamping his foot with uncontrollable rage. Yet the smoke was curling upwards in a faint innocent-looking cloud to the ceiling.
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