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She bent over hi at hiaze

"Ah, don't let us undo what you've done!" she cried "I can't go back now to that other way of thinking I can't love you unless I give you up"

His ar up to her; but she dreay, and they re each other, divided by the distance that her words had created Then, abruptly, his anger overflowed

"And Beaufort? Is he to replaceout he was prepared for an answering flare of anger; and he would have welcorew a shade paler, and stood with her arhtly bent, as her hen she pondered a question

"He's waiting for you now at Mrs Struthers's; why don't you go to hi the bell "I shall not go out this evening; tell the carriage to go and fetch the Signora Marchesa," she said when the ain Archer continued to look at her with bitter eyes "Why this sacrifice? Since you tell ht to keep you from your friends"

She smiled a little under her wet lashes "I shan't be lonely now I WAS lonely; I WAS afraid But the eone; when I turn back into ht into a rooht"

Her tone and her look still enveloped her in a soft inaccessibility, and Archer groaned out again: "I don't understand you!"

"Yet you understand May!"

He reddened under the retort, but kept his eyes on her "May is ready to give me up"

"What! Three days after you've entreated her on your knees to hasten your ht--"

"Ah, you've taught ly word that is," she said

He turned aith a sense of utter weariness He felt as though he had been struggling for hours up the face of a steep precipice, and now, just as he had fought his way to the top, his hold had given way and he was pitching down headlong into darkness

If he could have got her in his aru inscrutably aloof in her look and attitude, and by his oed sense of her sincerity At length he began to plead again