His lips parted in a rare smile. “He just wants to get laid, you know. He stood with his hands in his pockets looking at Miss Klegg’s back. “I have not the least idea who he is. . The poor old imbecile! Why, this child was a firebrand, a wrecker, if ever he had seen one; and the worst kind because she was unconscious of her gifts. Then before she could say a word to arrest him he was at her side. Upon this island whither he was bound there would be no diversions, breathing spells; the battle would be constant.
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