There are times when you make me feel a little thing at your feet—a young, silly, protected thing. "Is the governor within?" "Yes; you'll find him in the audience-chamber. Your laugh reminds me of—of——" "Whose, Sir?" demanded Jackson, becoming suddenly grave. If you were a poet in need of rhymes, you had only to turn to a certain page. The bridge was open. But never had the hand touched her with a father's caress; never had he taken her into his arms; never had he kissed her. As she did so, the ruffles to the jacket of her riding habit fell away, exposing livid blue bruises about her wrist, ugly in the light of day from the window at their back.
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