”
His face darkened. "
"Loved me! You!"
"I loved you," continued Jonathan, "and struck by your appearance, which
seemed above your station, inquired your history, and found you had been stolen
by a gipsy in Lancashire. And he departed, just as Wood, who had become
alarmed by Thames's long absence, made his appearance with a blunderbuss in
his hand. It was after all a momentary affair. The knots
and broken pale that made the garden-fence scalable, and gave access to the
fields behind, were still to be traced. One
cannot successfully argue with a drunken man. Sanguine they were not. It was good to kiss you, even at the price. But
if you mean to take me to this Gérard, I shall know what to say to him. "
He shook his head.
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