"Stay!" interposed Jonathan. " He paused, and not without malice. Gashes on his arms were already beginning to heal and disappear. Lord knew why he had any interest in an impertinent girl who would certainly have spit him with that dagger! He reached into his pocket and brought it out, examining it in the increasing light as he slowly made his way back up the terrace. " "That wouldn't answer my purpose," replied Jonathan, savagely. They were sounding more and more like Civic every day. She tolerated spitballs in her curly hair and had to buy a new backpack when hers was stolen.
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