192 Her skirt had ridden almost to her hips. ‘My dear boy, your loyalty is misplaced. “I have the right to be here. “Go on!” “You know—in Paris they coupled my name with some one’s—an Englishman’s. “You don’t know him, Anna,” she said with a little shudder, “or you would not talk like that. “My dear boy,” she exclaimed. It was a night of storm and terror, which promised each moment to become more stormy and more terrible. " "You believe—you know it," replied Jonathan, fixing one of his sternest and most searching glances upon him.
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