‘—and I love your raven hair, and your bright blue eyes, and your very kissable lips—’ suiting the action to the words ‘—and I love the crazy way you speak English, and the way you curse at me. ‘You could have fetched me home. A girl—at my age—is grown-up. Barring that the Valade fellow had sneaked back. But, here they are. “Damned Rascal!” he said. "What is a sing-song girl?" she asked. Let me take the satchel, sir. I don’t believe in the faults. What she had termed illuminative now appeared to be only another phase of the mystery which enveloped the child. And the fences are down for good.
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