“Please stop fighting me. The latter no sooner beheld him than he dashed hastily into an adjoining room. You are in the hands of a wicked, a terrible man, who will not stop till he has completed your destruction. I believe I have always been in love with you. Their laughter, together with the agonized yowling of the dog, drew a circle of wondering natives; and at length McClintock himself came over to see what the racket was about. Instead of English villas and cottages there were chalets and Italian-built houses shining white; there were lakes of emerald and sapphire and clustering castles, and such sweeps of hill and mountain, such shining uplands of snow, as she had never seen before. But this revulsion was engulfed by the succeeding waves of pity and understanding.
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