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Tears flowed in rivulets down 121 her cheeks and she began to cry. He seemed inexorable, and inscrutable as fate itself. Of a certainty, she also was imbecile. She opened the window, for the night was mild, and sat on the floor with her chin resting upon the window-sill. " CHAPTER XIV. I can’t imagine what possessed you, Veronica. . Then the inner door opened abruptly. The back windows of the houses (where any such existed) were strongly barricaded, and kept constantly shut; and the fortress was, furthermore, defended by high walls and deep ditches in those quarters where it appeared most exposed.
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