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At the same time he comprehended that she was as pure and lovely as the white orchid of Borneo and that she did not carry that ridiculous shield called false modesty. She hated being angry, the uselessness of it all, the frustration. ‘You see, it is that I am a female, and you all are men. I can pull the strings of this stiff-necked puppet as I please. He thrust the smaller weapon into a scabbard that hung from his belt. “Yes,” he said, “I want to get away. He was beginning to think about her inordinately. Pitt?" "There is no mistake, Sir," rejoined the prisoner, drawing himself up, "I am Jack Sheppard. “I am getting plain,” she said, with a little shudder. I demand it as a right. Nigel, do you know that I have been very jealous?” He avoided the invitation of her eyes.
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