What have you got to say?" "Too much," replied Kneebone, shaking his head; "sadly too much. The pistol fell to the floor. " "Well, that's a hopeful sign. ’ I wanted, as I have never wanted before, to take you up, to make you mine, to carry you off and set you apart from all the strain and turmoil of life. Happy Birthday, then. You know, I’ve done no work at all this afternoon. And there's your liver. But a time will come (and that before long,) when our sex will assert its superiority; and, when we have got the upper hand, let 'em try to subdue us if they can. You belong to me, and I have waited long enough.
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