"Look here," cried Jonathan, stooping down and taking hold of a ring in the floor, with which by a great effort he raised up a flag. She thought she had hidden well from him. He's coming. ” “Thank you, Jane. It was easy to discover that he was a knave, but equally easy to perceive that he was a pleasant fellow; a combination of qualities by no means of rare occurrence. His brute strength surged through her veins, she could feel his energy in her heart, his life force stolen like candy from a baby. Bit priggish, isn’t it? And if he only knew it—so absurd. She shuddered. Why should she trouble herself over that young fool, who was nothing to her; who, when he eventually sobered up, would not be able to recognize her, or if he did, as something phantasmagorical? Perhaps he should not apply the term "fool"; "unfortunate" might be the more accurate application.
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