Kneebone, who began to feel sleepy, wound it up, and snuffed the candles. She had seen her really only at teas, with the Stanley strain in her uppermost. "I am," replied Jonathan, following him, "and so," he added in an undertone, "are your captors. Aren’t I asking—asking plainly now?.
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