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The girl stood with her hands behind her back, sulky, resolute, and intelligent, a strand of her black hair over one eye and looking more than usually delicate-featured, and more than ever like an obdurate child. It was maddening to be made to feel that he was in any way the inferior of this cool, self-possessed young woman, whose eyes seemed for a moment to scintillate with scorn. “Hey you,” he said affectionately. Girls erupted in waves of whispering as soon as she passed them by. Some excuse for this rapacity may perhaps be found in the fact, that five thousand pounds was paid for the purchase of the Press Yard by Mr. Sheppard, with an agonized look at Wood. She began to exercise those lures which were bred in her bone—the bones of all women. I must have been very wound up. " "Ha!" exclaimed Jack, drawing in his breath, and leaning forward with intense curiosity. And since then, he has openly avowed his determination of cutting his master's throat on the slightest inkling of treachery. I wasn't taught that; I simply fell into it from contact.

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