‘Laisse-moi,’ she panted, shifting wildly in his hold, so that he had all to do to keep her thus imprisoned. “This isn’t a world for an innocent girl to walk about in. ” He shook his head. She slipped it calmly into her pocket. ’ ‘Have no fear. The key is in my trousers. "I'm at your mercy, Poll," rejoined Kneebone, abjectly. “I haven’t a scrap—of this sort of aversion.
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