“H’m!” he said, regarding the wreckage with a calmer visage. He had abandoned his oars, and the boat was drifting with the stream towards the enemy. The act was mechanical, a bit of sparring for time: his anger was searching about for a new vent. ” “Sooner or later. ” “In his present mood,” Anna remarked, “he would follow me. "Whose child can this be?" "How the devil should I know!" replied Jonathan gruffly. ‘This is insupportable. They all left the room.
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