The Iron Bar 397 XVIII. "Keep off, you accursed jade!" roared Jonathan, "—off, I say, or—" And he struck her a violent blow with his clenched hand. She went to a writing-desk and made some memoranda on a sheet of note-paper, and then remembered that she had no address as yet to which letters could be sent. Gods! what it must be to pour out strong, splendid verse—mighty lines! mighty lines! If I do, Ann Veronica, it will be you. ‘I did not send you a card because in the normal way of things you rarely attend such affairs. “I can’t believe it. Give me that picture, or I'll make you!" "Hear me," said Thames, calmly; "you well know you're no match for me. . “Don’t befool me any more,” he answered, almost roughly.
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