I don’t wish to marry you at all. An admirable alternative presented itself and she sighed, spreading her hands. " "Good enough for me. "What good would it do you to destroy me? For I have courage to kill myself. To-morrow I am going to Paris. "Who isn't it like?" he asked, endeavouring to gain possession of the drawing, which, af the sound of his footstep, she crushed between her fingers. A black silk furbelowed scarf covered her shoulders; and over the kincob gown hung a yellow satin apron, trimmed with white Persian.
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