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I hope you won’t think less of me, you’ve treated me so well. " "As you will," said Jonathan, seating himself. Wood. All her tender lures, inherent and acquired, had shattered themselves futilely against the reserve he had set between them. “I can say no more. They hissed me!” “Beasts!” he muttered. Jack may be capable of much that is wicked, but he would never lift his hand against his friend,—of that I am assured. And more boys die than girls, so that the real disproportion among adults is even greater. And yet—he thought of the supper party where he had met Annabel Pellissier, the stories about her, his own few minutes’ whispered lovemaking! He was a self-contained young man, but his cheeks grew hot at the thought of the things which it had seemed quite natural to say to her then, but which he knew very well would have been instantly resented by the girl whom he had just left. ’ ‘I am whatever you like,’ he agreed pleasantly, ‘but nothing is going to stop me from searching for this dagger. Half a minute, Vee.
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