" "That wouldn't answer my purpose," replied Jonathan, savagely. She stumbled through a thorny copse, her slippers sliding on patches of sand that gave way to rock. “You were really at Moulton House,” she exclaimed penitently. You were afraid of me, afraid that I should have been shocked, afraid of the scandal. She stopped eating.
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