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" "Two can play at that game, my blood," replied Sheppard, rising, and putting himself into a posture of defence. What he needed was not a food but a flavour; and the cocoanut taste of the chestnuts soothed his burning tongue and throat. ” She realized it was possible to be sorry for him—acutely sorry for the situation. " The spinster's face actually became warm. "See the devil!—not I," cried Wood impatiently. Jonathan, however, paid no sort of attention to this demonstration of hatred. She found herself talking to Capes in an undertone of rational admission.
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