You must—you shall be mine. Suddenly the Wastrel took hold of the edge and flung the table aside. "No," replied Jonathan, with a brutal laugh. Good night!" She pressed his hand and went out. "Aha! my lad!" he cried without appearing to regard the pain of the wound; "now I'll show you no quarter. The ring's yours, and you're mine.
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