"I loved you," replied Jack,—"don't start—it is over now—I loved you, I say, as a boy. “Not like it’s your fault if you wake up one day and decide you hanker for a nice piece of ass, a ten-minute tumble. . "I should never have been what I am, but for you. ’ I don’t know what you’d call it —a sort of witchery, almost suggestiveness. . And his scarlet coat had nothing to do with it, as Hilary was fond of recounting, for he had been in civilian clothes when they met, as he was tonight.
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