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McClintock could not browbeat him, storm as he might. With the extra seventy-five pounds she had put after birthing her final son, Steven, her knees weren’t in good shape to be running up and down stairs all day. "Release him," said Jonathan. " "And by whom were they both destroyed?" demanded his sister, raising herself by a painful effort, and regarding him with a searching glance. " "Not at fisticuffs, perhaps," interrupted Jack, fiercely; "but I've my knife.
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