After some time, the scuffle grew more and more distant, until nothing could be heard. The pearls were really yours?" "They were left to me by my mother. What a heat that news had wrought. As she looked in this direction, the thief-taker raised his eyes—those gray, blood-thirsty eyes!—their glare froze the life-blood in her veins. I’m not a lovesick boy. I'll not speak of Jack or Jonathan. The young man's imagination suddenly pictured the man as a rock, loosed from its ancient bed, crumbling as it fell. She could hear the bell tinkle as the horse shook its head.
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