But her cries, instead of moving her assailant's compassion, only added to his fury. ‘Ah, there is the little menace itself,’ he drawled, recovering some of his own sangfroid. “She finds lying up so much very irksome. You can’t possibly understand!” He began a confused explanation, a perplexing contradictory apology for his urgency and wrath. Sheppard, vainly trying to discover a gleam of compassion in the thief-taker's inexorable countenance,—"Mercy! mercy!" "Pshaw!" rejoined Jonathan. ’ Still no response. It’s not like we’re getting married.
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