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He fell back upon the pillows with a little
moan, clutching the slim white fingers fiercely. "Fool!" he cried, "do you think I wouldn't have secured you before this if I hadn't
some motive for my forbearance?"
"And that motive is fear," replied Jack contemptuously. She’s
as stubborn as the proverbial mule, and—’ with a sigh that felt wrenched out of
him ‘—utterly captivating. She realized more and more the
quality of the brink upon which she stood—the dreadful readiness with which in
certain moods she might plunge, the unmitigated wrongness and recklessness of
such a self-abandonment. And now, Quilt," he
continued, addressing the janizary, who approached him with the horse, "fly to
St. "You've but a sorry lodging, Mrs.
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