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One more passer-by; and always would she remember his patience and tenderness and disinterestedness. All four people moved a little nervously into the drawing-room, maintaining a sort of fluttered amiability of sound and movement. It was a refusal of expediency, he said, and not an absolute refusal. Yon must be mine to-night. ‘I cannot possibly shoot a lady, you know. There was the cottage she had inhabited for so many years,—in those fields she had rambled,—at that church she had prayed. It was hard to associate her with the stories which he and all Paris had heard of “Alcide.
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