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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Mistress Wilding by Rafael Sabatini: coming forward. "What are you saying, Blake?"
Sir Rowland disdained to heed him. "Come, mistress," he said, and
putting forward his hand he caught her wrist and pulled her roughly
towards him. She struggled to free herself, but he leered evilly
upon her, no whit discomposed by her endeavours. Though short of
stature, he was a man of considerable bodily strength, and she, though
tall, was slight of frame. He released her wrist, and before she
realized what he was about he had stooped, passed an arm behind her
knees, another round her waist, and, swinging her from her feet,
took her up bodily in his arms. He turned about, and a scream broke
from her.
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