Jack seemed glad enough to rest, his back against the wall, and closed his eyes. The chance had gone. We’re going in. You see to what it has brought you. Tickle the ears of their reverences with any idle nonsense you please: but tell them nothing you care to have repeated. But you belong to me—and I want you. Even Capes had been for her merely an excitant to passionate love—a mere idol at whose feet one could enjoy imaginative wallowings.
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