Jack hastily retreated, and taking the first means of concealment that occurred to him, descended the cellar steps. A girl—at my age—is grown-up. He hated the taste of it. It’s a thing I’ve unaccountably overlooked. Something, then, to appease the wrath of God; something to blunt this persistent agony. Let us be friends—as near and close as friends can be. Well, kill me. On all hands Jack was cheered, and Jonathan hooted. " "I sha'n't want these curtains. She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground.
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