"And so I want the boy out of the way," he concluded. Reaction set in and she leapt at him, beating at his chest with her fists. "I am no man's mistress," answered the widow, crimsoning to her temples, but preserving her meek deportment, and humble tone. His shirt also was unbuttoned, and disclosed a neck like that of an ox, and a chest which might have served as a model for a Hercules. Set yourself to find it out, if you will—but if you do, never dare to call yourself my friend again. No window. She read on and on, now thrilled by the swiftly moving drama, now enraptured by the tender passages of love.
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