It has come,—and sooner than you expected. We may meet—who can tell? But I will not be fettered, even though you would make the chains of roses. Yet you knew that I was not dead. She could not look at him through an interval that seemed to her a vast gulf of time. Refused admittance, they broke open the door.
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