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What a frightened fool he was! If he could not remember her name, it was equally possible that already she had forgotten his. She was clad in fresh linen, but still wore the riding-habit she had appropriated, having sponged out the spots of blood late last night and left it to dry in the kitchens. I have been the vicomte’s secretary, remember. “By Jove!” he said, “there is something direct about you. All the same, I wish I had that fellow by the throat! Just the virile, unregenerate man in me wishes that. " "Death and hell!" cried Sir Rowland, rising and drawing his sword; "do you think you can shackle my free will, villain?" "In this particular instance I do, Sir Rowland," replied Jonathan, calmly, "because you are wholly in my power.
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