“Look here,” he said, “I brought you here to make love to you. "Hush!—come hither, and I'll tell you. ” She looked down at the flowers, still in shock, and gently laid them over her arm like a Miss America candidate practicing a crowning ceremony at a pajama party. "I am," replied Jonathan, following him, "and so," he added in an undertone, "are your captors. His literary instincts began to stir.
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