They may love us, but they love us as the slave loves his captor, not as equals. " "As you please, Sir,—provided you don't let him off. “You’re just a boy! You grow moody and spellbound, John, and the next moment you are ecstatic. His hair is oddly streaked with gray —I might say a dishonourable gray. " So saying, he sprang, with a bound like that of a tiger-cat, against the throat of the woollen-draper. He looked from the sword to the dagger with which he had brought her down here, and grimaced. I often wonder why the young always take us ancients for nambypamby creatures. “Annabel,” she said slowly, “if I fight this thing out myself, can I trust you that it will not be a vain sacrifice? After what you have said it is useless for us to play with words.
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