The carpenter did not hesitate a moment. It was not possible for him to have been deceived. He gently took the roses from her and laid them on the pillow. "What motive have you for concealment?" he demanded. "Never throw away a chance," thought Jonathan. It ran in rivulets down her face, penetrating her hood and the thick quilting of her coat. "Fool!" he cried, "do you think I wouldn't have secured you before this if I hadn't some motive for my forbearance?" "And that motive is fear," replied Jack contemptuously. “You are not content then with stealing from me my name. John Sheppard.
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