A carpenter's daughter is no fit match for a peer of France. She closed her eyes and felt again an echo of the swamping warmth that had attacked her when his lips met hers. She lunged without warning again, and Gosse, just catching her blade on his own, was obliged to retreat backwards up the little stair. " "Ha!" exclaimed Jack, drawing in his breath, and leaning forward with intense curiosity. ‘But for my dowry, what else? One cannot expect that an Englishman will marry any jeune demoiselle without a dowry.
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