"You may die afterwards as soon as you please," retorted Jonathan; "but live till then you shall. And then you go—and half throttle me. A spot of colour, brighter than any rouge, burned on her cheeks. . She was young and bright, little to no make-up except for lip-gloss, long, straight, glossy reddish blonde hair slightly past her shoulders. " "Silly love stories?" "No; love wasn't the theme. She was powerless to move from her chair.
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