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‘You cannot read my mind at all, monsieur. Impelled by a feeling, into which we shall not pause to inquire, the stranger started after them; but they were better mounted, and soon distanced him. Later in the evening she heard him whistling, poor man! She felt very restless and excited. But a time will come (and that before long,) when our sex will assert its superiority; and, when we have got the upper hand, let 'em try to subdue us if they can. " "At all events, let me send her away, my dear," supplicated the carpenter, anxious to avert the impending storm.
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