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derisively as he quoted her words "Ay, and, after showing at ho a

price you hold yourself, you still look, I doubt not, to me to respect

you, and to keep my word Madame!" in a terrible voice, "do not play

with fire! You saved my letters, it is true! And for that, for this

tio! But te froesture of despair, as if he th of the

restraint which he put upon himself "I am no more than other men!

Perhaps I am less And you--you who prate of love, and know not what

love is--could love! could love!"

He stopped on that word as if the word choked hi

with his passion At last, with a half-stifled oath, he flung away froe, went off again

violently His feet as he strode along the river-bank traet-rasses