Her body rose up to meet his in a cat-like stretch and she smiled. What was the wench at? Yet he could not maintain this stand off forever. It was as if he could smell it on her. "I hardly know," returned Jack; "but it's not safe for me to remain much longer here. But I am sick of tearing up letters and hopeless of getting what I have to say better said. She could now see to read; so she stirred the manuscript about until she came upon the first page.
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