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) You are all the slender goddesses. Mr. " "Not at fisticuffs, perhaps," interrupted Jack, fiercely; "but I've my knife. For my blood you made it very hot indeed. What is it? Good God!” An unhappy little smile parted her lips. I meant mischief. ‘Get out! Out, I say! Think I want another miserable cowardly good-for-nothing wastrel on my hands? Begone! Out of my house!’ He drove them to the door, grimly satisfied when the girl’s nerve broke.
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