He stood up, apparently intending to put an arm about her, but she stepped back from him quickly. “No, no,” she cried. "How go you like your quarters, sauce-box?" asked Sharples, in a jeering tone. "Thank you, sir," said Spurlock, holding out his hand. But the offences I have committed are venial in comparison with what I should commit were I to wed your father. But she had loved the man.
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