‘And I’ll say it as often as I choose, you confounded impertinent wench! Who do you think you’re talking to? I’m your grandfather, girl. It was as much accident as anything, but she had killed him. "A doctor? What he needs is a good jolt of aromatic spirits of ammonia. She pulled his shirt from its tucked belted state and snaked her hands around his waist. It doesn’t matter.
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