“Wild horses—not if they have all the mounted police in London—shan’t keep me out. "I didn't carry you off from old Wood to kill you, but to wed you. ” “Such independence,” he answered quickly, “is a vice. Their faces were masks of abject horror, sunken and shriveled, their cheekbones protruding. ’ The sergeant’s air became positively avuncular. It was as much as I could do to prevent him flying out of the house there and then and coming after you.
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