"What poet was that?" "Stevenson. He went on with intense urgency. My heart cannot take it. ‘I can’t tell you the times I’ve wished for a gun to point at Hilary’s head. His glance swept up again and found her staring at him with much of her usual defiance, if a touch less of her customary assurance. Her patience was waning fast. " The girl's blood ran warmly for a minute.
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