"Never throw away a chance," thought Jonathan. It's precisely what such a simpleton would do. It feels like too much gold-dust clutched in one’s hand. " "Are you sure of that?" returned Winifred, looking uneasily at Jack. “You frighten me!” He smiled at her indulgently. "Close the doors below! Loose the dogs! Curses! they don't hear me! I'll ring the alarm-bell. A crowd was collected round the fellow, who was rapidly disposing of his stock. What a pity! For all her ignorance of material things—the human inventions which served the physical comforts of man—how much she knew about man himself! She had seen him bereft of all those spiritual props which permit man to walk on two feet instead of four—broken, without resilience. So dreadful were these shouts as to produce an effect upon the hardened feelings of Jonathan, who shrank out of sight. Her eyes filled as she thought of him, the image of his laughing countenance coming into her mind, to be swiftly followed by a vision of the blood running from his cut hand. “I want to be your friend,” he said.
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