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“Don’t you think I ought to?” she asked, very submissively. The boy would never know just how lucky he was. “Go on,” he said. He then made a sort of running noose, passed it over her body, and taking firmly hold of the bars, prepared to guide her descent. He would know her address to-morrow. Crouching down, Gerald waited, hands at the ready. This double buffetting had sharpened her shrewdness and insight. . I am not afraid that you may try to make love to me.
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