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\"No. . She, perhaps, displayed herself rather consciously as a fine person unduly
limited. He said simply that he wanted her to
live at home. "Back!" cried Jack fiercely: "lay a finger on her, and I will fell you to the ground. "
"Do not talk thus, dear mother," returned Jack, gazing anxiously at her pale
countenance, "or I shall not be able to quit you. The love-songs of all the ages were
singing in her blood, the scent of night stock from the garden filled the air, and
the moths that beat upon the closed frames of the window next the lamp set her
mind dreaming of kisses in the dusk. How long he sat there, reeling off this
drivel, he never knew. He watched her constantly,
trapped her in corners and slept with his arms locking her
like a human cage. I rather want them. But we've got to cook up
some kind of a story to protect her.
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