I know my son's voice too well. His tone changed, becoming a little more moderate. “Do you think it is fair of you to persecute me just now?” “It is not persecution, Anna,” he answered gently. The rest was easy. Jonathan is capable of anything. ” “Why do you think so?” she asked. At the corner of Liquorpond Street stood the old Hampstead coach-office; and, on the night in question, a knot of hostlers, waggoners, drivers, and stable-boys was collected in the yard. A smile flickered upon her lips as she glanced towards Brendon, who was very serious indeed.
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