” Sir John clutched at the table with both hands. ‘Do you know, Mademoiselle Charvill, you are a thought too clever for your own good. Strewn across the bed was a multitude of jumbled garments. But, suppose I've no place to lock 'em up in, how then?" Quilt looked a little perplexed. ‘But you are idiot. See? You marry me.
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