. Guns were impossible. Advancing towards Wood, Jonathan fixed his keen gray eyes upon him, and demanded, in a stern tone whether the persons who had taken refuge in the adjoining house, were bailiffs. “Is everything okay?” His mother touched his 251 shoulder gently, standing up. Her hair was of the darkest brown, and finest texture; and, when unloosed, hung down to her heels. The fire—if there was any in him—never made headway against this insistant demand to know the significance of these manifold inward agitations. When she entered the office a strange scene was presented to her startled gaze. Blood dripped down one side of her forehead. Her courage and her presence of mind had alike deserted her.
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