‘Laisse-moi,’ she panted, shifting wildly in his hold, so that he had all to do to keep her thus imprisoned. Her father held some printed document in his hand, and appeared not to observe her entry. Oh, I grew fond of you as the years went by. I can’t rest or work or settle down to anything while things are like this between you and me. Gold-handled, too.
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