In a moment the brisk evening breeze caught the lank canvas and bellied it taut. ‘And I’ll say it as often as I choose, you confounded impertinent wench! Who do you think you’re talking to? I’m your grandfather, girl. Take me! take me!" "Before an hour you shall be mine," said Jonathan advancing towards her. She occupied a small sofa, a little apart, a ruddy-complexioned gentleman some years her senior beside her, and glanced about with an air of considerable unease. She brought her face to his chest, turning her head sideways so he would not notice her elongated canines.
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