You didn’t see me fall into a swoon when you cursed just now, did you?’ ‘I’m beginning to doubt if anything less than a sledgehammer would send you into a swoon,’ Gerald retorted. "To-night it is their turn," said Jonathan, binding up his wounded fingers with a handkerchief. She had grabbed! She became less and less attentive to his meditative, self-complacent fragments of talk as she told herself this.
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