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Chapter 7

           Gania’sfacewasfullofrealdespair;heseemedtohavesaidthewordsalmostunconsciouslyandontheimpulseofthemoment.

           Aglayagazedathimforsomesecondswithpreciselythesamecomposureandcalmastonishmentasshehadshownalittlewhilebefore,whentheprincehandedherthenote,anditappearedthatthiscalmsurpriseandseeminglyabsoluteincomprehensionofwhatwassaidtoher,weremoreterriblyoverwhelmingtoGaniathaneventhemostplainlyexpresseddisdainwouldhavebeen.

           “WhatshallIwrite?”askedtheprince.

           “I’lldictatetoyou,”saidAglaya,cominguptothetable.“Nowthen,areyouready?Write,‘Inevercondescendtobargain!’Nowputyournameandthedate.Letmeseeit.”

           Theprincehandedherthealbum.

           “Capital!Howbeautifullyyouhavewrittenit!Thankssomuch.Aurevoir,prince.Waitaminute,”sheadded,“Iwanttogiveyousomethingforakeepsake.Comewithmethisway,willyou?”

           Theprincefollowedher.Arrivedatthedining-room,shestopped.

           “Readthis,”shesaid,handinghimGania’snote.

           Theprincetookitfromherhand,butgazedatherinbewilderment.

           “Oh!Iknowyouhaven’treadit,andthatyoucouldneverbethatman’saccomplice.Readit,Iwishyoutoreadit.”

           Theletterhadevidentlybeenwritteninahurry:

           “Myfateistobedecidedtoday”(itran),“youknowhow.ThisdayImustgivemywordirrevocably.

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