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           Iwasrich;andwhenImarriedthegirl,Isawasmileoftriumphplayuponthefacesofherneedyrelatives,astheythoughtoftheirwell-plannedscheme,andtheirfineprize.Itwasformetosmile.Tosmile!Tolaughoutright,andtearmyhair,androlluponthegroundwithshrieksofmerriment.Theylittlethoughttheyhadmarriedhertoamadman.

           ‘Stay.Iftheyhadknownit,wouldtheyhavesavedher?Asister’shappinessagainstherhusband’sgold.ThelightestfeatherIblowintotheair,againstthegaychainthatornamentsmybody!

           ‘InonethingIwasdeceivedwithallmycunning.IfIhadnotbeenmadforthoughwemadmenaresharp-wittedenough,wegetbewilderedsometimesIshouldhaveknownthatthegirlwouldratherhavebeenplaced,stiffandcoldinadullleadencoffin,thanborneanenviedbridetomyrich,glitteringhouse.Ishouldhaveknownthatherheartwaswiththedark-eyedboywhosenameIonceheardherbreatheinhertroubledsleep;andthatshehadbeensacrificedtome,torelievethepovertyoftheold,white-headedmanandthehaughtybrothers.

           ‘Idon’trememberformsorfacesnow,butIknowthegirlwasbeautiful.Iknowshewas;forinthebrightmoonlightnights,whenIstartupfrommysleep,andallisquietaboutme,Isee,standingstillandmotionlessinonecornerofthiscell,aslightandwastedfigurewithlongblackhair,which,streamingdownherback,stirswithnoearthlywind,andeyesthatfixtheirgazeonme,andneverwinkorclose.

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