"Aha!" exclaimed Jack, with a roguish wink, "I've caught you,—have I?" The carpenter's daughter was fair and free— Fair, and fickle, and false, was she! She slighted the journeyman, (meaning me!) And smiled on a gallant of high degree. “You are going to treat me as though I wasn’t. “I want you to kiss me,” she said. ‘After all the threats you’ve made, that is hardly fair. But Jonathan was not to be deterred. It was astonishing how often this picture returned: cold rosy apples and flurries of snow.
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