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“That sounds so uncouth,” she murmured. She agreed entirely with her brother. "I'll be his evil genius!" vociferated Jonathan, who seemed to enjoy her torture. He never cries nor frets, as children generally do, but lies at my bosom, or on my knee, as quiet and as gentle as you see him now. It was a curious sight to see how this extraordinary woman, who, it has been said, was not less remarkable for the extreme delicacy of her features, and the faultless symmetry of her figure, than for her wonderful strength and agility, conducted herself in the present encounter; with what dexterity she parried every blow aimed against her by her adversary, whose head and face, already marked by various ruddy streams, showed how successfully her own hits had been made; —how she drew him hither and thither, now leading him on, now driving him suddenly back; harassing and exhausting him in every possible way, and making it apparent that she could at any moment put an end to the fight, and only delayed the finishing stroke to make his punishment the more severe. And now, come and sit by me, my dear, and let's have a little quiet chat together. From first to last, on this occasion, her aunt expostulated for about two hours. "Untie his arms, and take off that handkerchief. ” Mr. good at that.
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