‘Can’t you trust me a little?’ His touch sent shivers running through her, but Melusine did not withdraw her hand. His fingers slipped under the collar of her linen shift and he tore it open with a swipe. He offered me at once an engagement. This person—this Jonathan Wild, whom I beheld for the first time, scarcely an hour ago, in Wych Street, is—I know not why—my enemy. She saw her aunt in tears, her father white-faced and hard hit. Afterward she wanted to get her letter to her father back in order to read it over again, and, if it tallied with her general impression of it, re-write it.
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