"I did not come hither to consult you as to the state of my health, Sir," he observed, displeased by Jonathan's allusion to the alteration in his appearance. Jane was a smoldering auburn-haired Irish beauty who seldom spoke to anyone. The candles—for McClintock never used oil in his dining room—were burning low in the sconces. The morning of Monday the 16th of November 1724 at length dawned. I think John 42 will be there. It seemed at first the most beautiful afternoon of all time to her, and perhaps the thrill of her excitement did add a distinctive and culminating keenness to the day.
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