Jack, who had something of the Spartan in his composition, endured his martyrdom without flinching; and carried his stoical indifference so far, as even to make a mocking grimace in Sharples's face, while that amiable functionary thrust Thames into the recess beside him. ’ ‘As we see. Drink this!” He poured out a glass of wine with a firm hand, and held it to her lips. There it is—against you. A new inexplicable madness that urged him to shrill ironically the story of his coat—to take it off and fling it at the feet of any stranger who chanced to be nigh. elizabethbailey. . . . I don’t wish to marry you at all.
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