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‘But for now, I’m taking you home. The struggle had dislodged the white wimple, which was evidently too large for her, and her black hair broke free, whirling like a whiplash about her head as her hands curled into fists, coming up to beat at his chest, her little teeth bared for attack. Perhaps she would have to charge this man and appear in a police-court next day. "Well, Sir Rowland," he said, after a brief pause, during which the knight regarded him with a searching glance, as if endeavouring to recall his features, "I will not gainsay your words. "Do you see any likeness?" "Don't I," returned Jack, bitterly.
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