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'You shall be troubled noin perfect good faith to theAnd then when he had said good-bye to her, putting out his hand to take hers for the last ti will bear no farewell'

Having left her after that fashion Paul Montague could not return ho that letter with the threat of the horsewhip as the letter which she intended to write to hi it to be the ebullition of her uncontrolled passion, and had then destroyed,-- hethat, however badly he ht have behaved, her conduct had been worse than his He could have er, and could have assured hiht to escape from the clutches of a wildcat such as that But at the last moment she had shown that she was no wild cat to him She had melted, and become soft and womanly In her softness she had been exquisitely beautiful; and as he returned home he was sad and dissatisfied with himself He had destroyed her life for her,--or, at least, had created a miserable episode in it which could hardly be obliterated She had said that she was all alone, and had given up everything to follow hi for her now? She had allowed hi he had done her But was that to be sufficient for hi her, and make no further inquiry as to her fate? Could he pass on and let her be as the wine that has been drunk,--as the hour that has been enjoyed as the day that is past?

But what could he do? He had ood his own escape He had resolved that, let her be woman or wild cat, he would not ht Her antecedents, as now declared by herself, unfitted her for such ahis hand into the fire But his own selfish coldness was hateful to hi to be done but to leave her desolate and lonely in Mrs Pipkin's lodgings