58 \"Why will you not touch me?\" She cried out, sitting up, her head in her hands. David left this afternoon. " "For you!" exclaimed Jonathan; "don't flatter yourself that I'm thinking of you. ” He paused, with his eyes studying her gravely. ’ ‘Get on, Hilary, do,’ begged Lucilla. “I was born there.
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