“My God! Ann Veronica,” he said, struggling to keep his hold upon her; “my God! Tell me—tell me now—tell me you love me!” His expression was as it were rapaciously furtive. She floundered deep. ” “That sounds more promising,” Lady Lescelles declared. " "I didn't want it," replied Jack; "but who are those gentlemen?" "Friends of yours," replied Figg; "come to see you;—Sir James Thornhill, Mr. Wood, softening her asperity. "As I said before, I have little reliance upon professions of gratitude. Living’s just material.
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