The knight, who could ill brook this familiarity, instantly arose. "My little fancy man's quite as fond of me as of you, Bess. ’ As a matter of fact, I am not. He only laughed his defiance. “You’re just a boy! You grow moody and spellbound, John, and the next moment you are ecstatic. Spurlock sat limply, his arms hanging.
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