Danger, in the form he apprehended, was lurking outside: nor was he destined to enjoy long repose. She turned about, and was persecuted by visions, half memories, half dreams, of Ramage. “You must have heard—have you—oh, tell me, won’t you?” she begged. It would not have been for her an anomaly to read a love story in which there were no kisses. She met his eye for a moment in curious surprise. “Go it, miss!” cried one. She would often steal away to tryst with him in the orchard, even now she felt her loins grow warm with the memory of his ardor. Her pa was only the smithy. If he did resemble me, I shouldn't care about him.
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