"Keep off, you accursed jade!" roared Jonathan, "—off, I say, or—" And he struck her a violent blow with his clenched hand. ‘May I, indeed? I’ll take you up on that. " "It came from Lady Trafford's jewel-box. I am no one, Gérard. Then, though full of confidence, he half doubted his power of accomplishing his designs. In any place her beauty would have been an uncommon thing. His eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy; he let out a sigh.
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