” “Delusion!” he muttered, glaring at her. ‘Tchah! So you’re the whelp’s girl, are you? Suppose you’ve nothing but that villainous French in your tongue. “Let go!” she gasped at him, a blaze of anger. He was certain that those lips of hers had never known the natural and pardonable simper of youth. " "By no means," rejoined Wood, hastily.
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