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She dropped a flower—it’s in my pocket-book now. Men ought not to idealize any woman. Mr. Next instant he had her immobilised, her hands behind her back, her chest crushed to his, the white veil slipping once again. “I cannot thank you, Sir John,” she said. She pointed hither and yon, smiled and shook her head. “You would appear to be trying to destroy a comradeship which has been very, very pleasant. I know all about it. Drummond nodded. Mother—dear mother!" he added, clasping her in his arms, "Look at me again. Holding the lamp over her rigid but beautiful features, Jonathan, with some anxiety, placed his hand upon her breast to ascertain whether the heart still beat.
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