But, this sad affair disposed of, I will not rest till I have avenged my murdered parents. Pshaw!" added he, making an effort to subdue his emotion, "I can't leave you in this way. Who was he to tread on her dreams? She had heroworshipped an unscrupulous adventurer, who had not hesitated to impose on her youth and her ignorance. She untucked his starched shirt, running her hands along his smooth torso and underneath his arms.
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