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’ Ignoring this, the major slipped his hands about her waist and lifted her to her feet. It was as though he were personally aggrieved. " Mr. Jack looked towards the door. Please sit down, Miss —dear me, I haven’t asked you your name yet. Amidship there was also canvas, and like that over the wheel, drab and dirty. She did not want particularly to know what had caused his agony, what had driven him back to the old coat. ” Inwardly, she laughed at the idea of him trying to beat on her, flailing, his arms akimbo. Before he could recover from the stunning effects of the blow, Wood possessed himself of the child: and, untying the noose which had been slipped round its throat, had the satisfaction of hearing it cry lustily. But once he had steered the lady down the hall and along a passage to a window seat at the end, he abandoned the subject of society.
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