Again the chalky pallor spread even to her lips, her eyes became lit with the old terror. When she saw however that this man was a stranger, and obviously harmless, her expression changed as though by magic. "As you please, Sir Rowland," returned Jonathan, with affected indifference; "but I'm not going to hunt the deer for another to eat the ven'son, depend on 't. Nice position. Only a few, but enough for me to understand that some act had driven you to this part of the world, where the hunted hide.
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