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Montague Hill was taken for the millionaire once or twice, and I suppose it flattered his vanity. If I did not love you en désespoir, I would assuredly blow off your head. So I come round the other way and—Lordy, miss, I’m that sorry I made a mull of it. My poor son despairs of me, for I have primed every member of the family to bring me the latest novels whenever they choose to visit. Even in his fevered hours, so the girl had said, his tongue had not betrayed him. It’s your way of glossing over the ethical position. But, as soon as he perceived who it was, he roused himself, and glared fiercely at the intruder from under his bent brows. “Do?” “Are you prepared to do things for us? Distribute bills? Write letters? Interrupt meetings? Canvass at elections? Face dangers?” “If I am satisfied—” “If we satisfy you?” “Then, if possible, I would like to go to prison. He pointed to where the lights still burned in Anna’s windows.
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