The more her thoughts dwelt upon the subject, the more convinced she was that she could not go to any one for help; she would have to solve the riddle by her own efforts, by some future experience. She sat in deep thought for a moment or two, and then nodding briskly, dipped the pen in the ink again and began to write. Wood," said Jonathan, advancing towards him, and speaking in a low tone, "the secret of your adopted son's birth is known to me. But she must stop him getting away.
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