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Jack's complexion was that of a gipsy; Darrell's as fresh and bright as a rose. A slight cough uttered by Jonathan at the moment awakened the echoes of the place, and was returned in hollow reverberations. Instead had come this storm, this shouting, this weeping, this confusion of threats and irrelevant appeals.
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