Norris was so frightened that she ordered the postboys to drive back as fast as they could. "Ay, ay, I'll go, fast enough!" returned Jonathan, putting his hands into his pockets, "but not alone, Sir Rowland. “I”—he seemed to have a difficulty with the word—“I love you. These passers-by who touch us but lightly and are gone, leaving the eternal imprint! So long as she lived, Ruth would always remember that embrace. His fingers slipped under the collar of her linen shift and he tore it open with a swipe.
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