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” “Never,” he exclaimed vehemently. . “But why,” he said in the gasping voice of one subduing an agony, and looked at her from under a pain-wrinkled brow, “why did you not tell me this before?” “I didn’t know—I thought I might be able to control myself. A little table covered with a damask cloth was dragged out. On the same peg and evidently belonging to it was a black velvet Zouave jacket. ” “But you,” she exclaimed, “you are not coming. You will be—my wife. ‘You do not dare look in my clothes. . “So it’s like you’re a dead end?” He asked innocently. "It is an ordinary wedding," he added; "some shopkeeper's daughter.
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