Mr. To Gerald’s eye, the refugees therefore presented a rather forlorn little group, almost huddling together and chattering in low tones in their own tongue. Having watched the funeral at some distance, Jonathan fancied he could discern the figure of Jack; but not being quite sure, he entered the church. There was the same airy grace of movement, the same deep brown hair and alabaster skin. Her aunt glanced up startled, and then sat very still, with hands that had ceased to work. "They will kill me, if they find me, as they would have killed my husband and child.
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