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"You have nothing to offer for the that is not

that I cannot take ather about

to interrupt him "True, Madame, you have it, you had it But why need

I keep ?"

She esture with her hands Her head had sunk on her

breast--she seemed dazed by the shock of his contempt, dazed by his

reception of her offer

"You saved the letters?" he continued, interpreting her action "True,

but the letters are mine, and that which you offer for the to offer For the rest, Mada her

cynically, "you surprise reat,

would corrupt your husband, would sell yourself, would dishonour the love

of which you boast so loudly, the love that only God gives!" He laughed