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'Stephen,' she said, filled with her ownhis last words, 'there are beautiful women where you live--of course I know there are--and they may win you away from me' Her tears came visibly as she drew a mental picture of his faithlessness 'And it won't be your fault,' she continued, looking into the candle with doleful eyes 'No! You will think that our faet to include me with them And there will be a vacancy in your heart, and some others will be let in'

'I could not, I would not Elfie, do not be so full of forebodings'

'Oh yes, they will,' she replied 'And you will look at the at first, and then you will look and be interested, and after a while you will think, "Ah, they know all about city life, and assemblies, and coteries, and the manners of the titled, and poor little Elfie, with all the fuss that'sbut a little house and a few cliffs and a space of sea, far away" And then you'll be more interested in them, and they'll make you have them instead of me, on purpose to be cruel to me because I am silly, and they are clever and hate me And I hate them, too; yes, I do!'

Her impulsive words had power to inition of the uncertainty of all that is not acco, there of course remained the sadness which arose from the special features of his own case However re entered the groove which leads to it, cheers to some extent with a sense of accoeth than ten years, Stephen would have been co; they would have felt that they were soarden But, with a possibility of a shorter probation, they had not as yet any prospect of the beginning; the zero of hope had yet to be reached Mr Swancourt would have to revoke his fore could even set in And this was despair

'I e could marry now,' murmured Stephen, as an i an idle dreaood!'

'Secretly would do, would it not, Elfie?'