"No," replied Jack, peremptorily. I want you. Come into the parlour, Winifred, and dry your eyes directly, or I'll send you to bed. "Hell's curses!" muttered Jonathan between his teeth; "that fool will ruin all. It was a night of storm and terror, which promised each moment to become more stormy and more terrible. “I have loved you,” he was saying, “ever since you sat on that gate and talked. "But I like Bobby Burns best.
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