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" "Try to leave the room, and see whether I daren't," returned Jack, opening the blade. Ennison looked down on him in disgust. Afterward she wanted to get her letter to her father back in order to read it over again, and, if it tallied with her general impression of it, re-write it. . And then suddenly—a relief. His gaze dropped to the black garment that covered her. The flight. He’s a prig to the finger-tips, is Sir John—doesn’t know what an artist is. Hill again—alive. But heavens, I must pack!” She sprang to her feet and disappeared in the room beyond, from which she emerged a few minutes later with flushed cheeks and dishevelled hair. Love—admiration for your matchless beauty alone sways me.
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