The twists in his brain had suddenly straightened out; he was normal, wholly himself; and he knew now exactly what he had done. 1. You are my prisoner, murderer. Closing the door, Jonathan next produced his lantern, and, hastening towards the window, undrew a bolt by which it was fastened. ’ He strode to the fireplace behind the leather-topped desk and addressed his own reflection in the mirror, wagging an admonitory finger in his own face.
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