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“You have the temperament,” he said. But he could only utter an inarticulate exclamation. The father would be all steel. Fool that I was to marry for beauty! I ought to have remembered that a fair woman and a slashed gown always find some nail in the way. His countenance was almost as white and rigid as that of the corpse by his side. “I will come—with pleasure,” she said, “if you will promise to treat me as a new acquaintance—not to refer to—Paris—at all. They are more base then the animals and cannot be suffered to live, do you understand?” She nodded.
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