" "Nonsense," returned Jonathan gruffly. He had a handsome, jolly-looking face; stood six feet two in his stockings; and measured more than a cloth-yard shaft across the shoulders—athletic proportions derived from his father the dragoon. “You see, I will take your arm. ’ She set down her glass with a snap. ‘Rather would I die than fall in with such a plan. ‘And I do understand. ” He consumed Irish stew for some moments.
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