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"Jack has been keeping bad company. Lad, that fuddles me!" "Did you bring me down here to crucify me?" cried Spurlock, in passionate rebellion. That a longing of hers should be realized in this strange fashion was difficult to believe: it vaguely suggested something of a trap. Her eyes glistened in the darkness—for light was only admitted through a small grated window—like flames, and, as she fixed them on him, their glances seemed to penetrate his very soul. No window. She has had offers innumerable; for where wealth and beauty are combined, as in her instance, suitors are seldom wanting.
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