I'm not quite such a greenhorn as Shotbolt, Jack, whatever you may think. No matter how often she came across this phase in love stories, there was never anything explanatory: as if all human beings perfectly understood. There’s something—puppyish in a man’s usual attitude to women. Somebody tricked you back yonder—baited you for spite. He was speedily disarmed; and the rope and gag being found upon him, were exultingly turned against him by his conqueror, who, after pinioning his arms tightly behind his back, forced open his mouth with the iron, and effectually prevented the utterance of any further outcries. This time they would call it murder. \"Yes, uh, no.
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