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There, after protestations of friendliness and helpfulness that were almost ardent, he mounted a little clumsily and rode off at an amiable pace, looking his best, making a leg with his riding gaiters, smiling and saluting, while Ann Veronica turned northward and so came to Micklechesil. "Fool!" he cried, "do you think I wouldn't have secured you before this if I hadn't some motive for my forbearance?" "And that motive is fear," replied Jack contemptuously. It is I who am persecuted by the man who calls himself your husband. " "Rather behind me;" and he spoke no more that morning. He’s a prig to the finger-tips, is Sir John—doesn’t know what an artist is. Stanley in person.
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