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Portrait of R. D. Blackmore R. D. Blackmore,  Lorna Doone — 49. Maiden sentinels are best (1869)

“ Carver Doone would breathe no more. And yet—will you believe me?—I could not pull the trigger. Would to God that I had done so!
For I never had taken human life, neither done bodily harm to man; beyond the little bruises, and the trifling aches and pains, which follow a good and honest bout in the wrestling ring. Therefore I dropped my carbine, and grasped again my club, which seemed a more straight-forward implement.
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Portrait of R. D. Blackmore R. D. Blackmore,  Lorna Doone — 49. Maiden sentinels are best (1869)

“ A woman whom I never struck, never wronged in any way, never even let her know that I like another better. And yet when I was at Berwick last, with the regiment on guard there against those vile moss-troopers, what does that woman do but fly in the face of all authority, and of my especial business, by running away herself with the biggest of all moss-troopers? ”
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Portrait of R. D. Blackmore R. D. Blackmore,  Lorna Doone — 49. Maiden sentinels are best (1869)

“ You will keep yourself out of the way, now won't you, as much as you can, for my sake?'
'Of that you may be quite certain, Lorna. I will shoot them all through the hay-ricks.'
'That is right, dear,' she answered, never doubting but what I could do it; 'and then they cannot see you, you know. But don't think of climbing that tree, John; it is a great deal too dangerous. It is all very well for Gwenny; she has no bones to break.'
'None worth breaking, you mean, I suppose. Very well; I will not climb the tree, for I should defeat my own purpose, I fear; being such a conspicuous object.
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