I would even have taken a place as waitress in a tea shop. He was painfully in earnest, too. The struggle had dislodged the white wimple, which was evidently too large for her, and her black hair broke free, whirling like a whiplash about her head as her hands curled into fists, coming up to beat at his chest, her little teeth bared for attack. " "Leave you!" echoed the ruffian, with a contemptuous laugh; "—not just yet. But I don’t want to.
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