“No, that’s fine. “I believe,” he said slowly, “that I shall do best to throw myself upon your consideration and tell you the truth. “I want,” he said, with a white hand outstretched, “to take you out to tea. He pushed her to his bed, little more than a cot, and pulled off her clothes. Shotbolt, who had in some degree recovered from the effects of his previous mortification, was thrown into an ecstacy of delight, and could not sufficiently exult over the prisoner.
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