“That’s enough, Michelle!” Diane snapped in the ugly raised voice of the enforcer. The farmer was a widow who was slightly famous around town for his prize cows and slightly more famous for his good looks. His gray eyes were closed, his persimmon-colored lips open and panting. " "That I will," replied Jack, "in the twinkling of a bedpost. That is what I must do. "The doctor and I agreed to give you a chance—for her sake. They hissed me!” “Beasts!” he muttered. I can remove the prisoner at any hour of the night I think fit: and I will remove him. What does it matter? I am not a pauper, Annabel.
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