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The letter began: “MY DEAREST GIRL,—I cannot let you do this foolish thing—” She crumpled notes and letter together in her hand, and then with a passionate gesture flung them into the fire. I can't give you my hand; but you may take it. Good-bye, for the pressent—ha! ha!" And, laughing loudly at his own facetiousness, he quitted the Lodge. Everything was very neat; it had evidently been straightened up and kept for her. " "I'll bring you an armful this afternoon. ’ ‘So I infer. ” “It’s been coming on since first I came into the laboratory. “Yet it is my last evening, and I think —if you are sure that you would like to have me—that I will risk it. I say again, grace à vous. ’ ‘No, of course you could not,’ Gerald soothed. Even so much allusion as this to that family shadow, she felt, was an immense recognition of her ripening years. Neither would she allow herself to feel guilty nor would she allow him to find a way into the house. In all her life no living thing had had to depend upon her, not even a dog or a cat.
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