" "What proof have you that I am?"—was the return bolt. Given the proper incentive, who could say that he might not likewise go nobly to some fine end? She thrilled. '—'No fear o' that,' thought I. Each one had been different from the others, each had had a quality all its own, a distinctive freshness, a distinctive beauty. She fluttered it with a trembling hand, averting her eyes from his, and he could hear her uneven breath behind it. I have no intention of allowing you to depart in a hurry.
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