Jane was a smoldering auburn-haired Irish beauty who seldom spoke to anyone. " "Who's lost?" demanded Ireton. She felt draggled and insulted beyond redemption. " "And what might that be?" "Will McClintock take us both?" "You took that chance. The path he had selected conducted him to his mother's humble dwelling. ” She looked at her toes.
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