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           Nowondershehadbeensickwithfearonmeetinghim!Itwasinhispowertodohermoreharmthanhehaddreamed...

           Assuredlyhedidnotwanttoharmher;buthediddesperatelywanttopreventhermarryingOwenLeath.Hetriedtogetawayfromthefeeling,toisolateandexteriorizeitsufficientlytoseewhatmotivesitwasmadeof;butitremainedamereblindmotionofhisblood,theinstinctiverecoilfromthethingthatnoamountofarguingcanmake“straight.”Histramp,prolongedasitwas,carriedhimnonearertoenlightenment;andaftertrudgingthroughtwoorthreesallowmud-stainedvillagesheturnedaboutandwearilymadehiswaybacktoGivre.Ashewalkeduptheblackavenue,makingforthelightsthattwinkledthroughitspitchingbranches,hehadasuddenrealisationofhisutterhelplessness.Hemightthinkandcombineashewould;buttherewasnothing,absolutelynothing,thathecoulddo...

           Hedroppedhiswetcoatinthevestibuleandbegantomountthestairstohisroom.Butonthelandinghewasovertakenbyasober-facedmaidwho,intonesdiscreetlylowered,beggedhimtobesokindastostep,foramoment,intotheMarquise’ssitting-room.Somewhatdisconcertedbythesummons,hefolloweditsbearertothedooratwhich,acoupleofhoursearlier,hehadtakenleaveofMrs.Leath.Itopenedtoadmithimtoalargelamp-litroomwhichheimmediatelyperceivedtobeempty;andthefactgavehimtimetonote,eventhroughhisdisturbanceofmind,theinterestingdegreetowhichMadamedeChantelle’sapartment“dated”andcompletedher.

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