The solos were revealing, sensual and moody. She always left the table when they began to smoke. He would pursue that little pastime on some other occasion. "All's over," muttered Jonathan. "Defend yourself!" cried Jack, drawing his sword. Hurt beyond what he could imagine by the selfishness and pride of her forbears, whose fateful disputes had robbed her of the life she should have led, the plucky little devil had taken matters into her own hands. "You poor child!—you can have all the dogs on the island, if you want them! Come along to the kitchen, and we'll give Rollo a tubbing.
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