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But though he beat her off four or five ti her blows and kicks, she still caiveness ide-open sorrowful eyes Before he had made this rash experiment of the rabbit and the flowers, he had promised hi or compassion for her than if she were in truth a wild vixen out of the woods This resolution, though the reasons for it had seemed to him so very plain before, he now found th after cursing her and beating her off for upwards of half-an-hour, he admitted to himself that he still did care for her, and even loved her dearly in spite of all, whatever pretence he affected towards her When he had acknowledged this he looked up at her and met her eyes fixed upon him, and held out his arms to her and said: "Oh Silvia, Silvia, would you had never done this! Would I had never te of raw ust you? Are you a otten what it is to be a woman?"

Meanwhile, with every word of his, she crawled a step nearer on her belly and at last climbed sorrowfully into his arms His words then seemed to take effect on her and her eyes filled with tears and she wept most penitently in his arms, and her body shook with her sobs as if her heart were breaking This sorrow of hers gave hiest mixture of pain and joy that he had ever known, for his love for her returning with a rush, he could not bear to witness her pain and yet must take pleasure in it as it fed his hopes of her one day returning to be a woreater his hopes rose, till his love and pity for her increasing equally, he was alhalf-human

At last he looked about hi, then set his vixen down on the ottoan to clean up the room with a heavy heart He fetched a pail of water and washed out all the stains of blood, gathered up the two antimacassars and fetched clean ones from the other rooms While he went about this work his vixen sat and watched him very contritely with her nose between her two front paws, and when he had done he brought in soh it was already late, but none for her, she having lately so infarapes