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"You think," Drexley said, his deep, bass voice trembling with barely-restrained passion, "that we are all your puppets-that you have but to touch the string and we dance to your tune. Leave young Jesson alone, Emily. He has been man enough to strike out a line for himself. Let him keep to it. Give him a chance."
She shrugged her shoulders and s