She never touched the manuscript with pencil, but jotted down her notes on slips of paper and left them where he might easily find them. "I've said it," rejoined Jonathan, peremptorily. Don’t say anything, she thought to herself, say nothing more, Martin. I shall still wear your favor—even if it is a stolen and forbidden favor—in my casque. She studied the face and tried to visualize the body, clothed in the dress which had created the spinsters' astonishment.
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