Sir Rowland waved his hand, and the attendant withdrew. ‘She?’ ‘Damnation!’ He saw her frown, and added at once, ‘I beg your pardon, ma’am. And the grotesquest fact was that she did not so much loathe, as experience with a quite critical condemnation this strange sensation of being kissed. It is that you cannot refuse her sanctuary. I’ll protect you!” He cried. She’d prefer that I read classic literature, of course, but she only reads paperback romance novels, so she can’t exactly complain. We'll get together this afternoon; and you can pretend that I am your father.
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