I dream of you every night; sometimes I dream that I hear your dress rustling, then you come and kiss me, and it is like being in heaven.”
— from Jess by H. Rider (Henry Rider) Haggard
"There is no danger of your escaping now," said the young Mexican.
— from The Texan Scouts: A Story of the Alamo and Goliad by Joseph A. (Joseph Alexander) Altsheler
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