" "I, Sir!—I swear——" "Tush!" interrupted Jonathan, harshly. His figure was uncommonly slim even for his age, which could not be more than thirteen; and the looseness of his garb made him appear thinner than he was in reality. Anyhow, he did not sentimentalize her. I must take you to the Suffrage people, and the Tolstoyans, and the Fabians. And they pay her. She possessed what he affected to despise, but secretly worshipped—the innate charm of breeding. ‘Stand where you are, or I shoot!’ Like lightning, thoughts zipped through her mind.
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