" "I don't care for that," replied Jack. ” “An appetite like yours,” he said resignedly, “is fatal to all sentiment. " "Let me touch you, then; let me feel if you are really flesh and blood," cried the poor maniac, creeping towards him on all fours. ’ He sighed, spread his hands quite in her own manner, and fluttered his lashes. .
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