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She told me the tale the other night, and I've only elaborated it. The boy was coming around. ” He contradicted himself by plunging into an exposition of motifs. I hate myself!” She collapsed to the floor, sobbing. ” “Really,” she said, with a hard little laugh, “you must regard me as a very goodnatured person. He sat in much the same attitude, and she stood just as she had stood when he told her she could not go to the Fadden Dance. Who was he to tread on her dreams? She had heroworshipped an unscrupulous adventurer, who had not hesitated to impose on her youth and her ignorance. He fancied that the whole fabric of the bridge was cracking over head,—that the arch was tumbling upon him,—that the torrent was swelling around him, whirling him off, and about to bury him in the deafening abyss. ” She refused. Lucy heard a stir, but if Dawn Plote were to arise and come into the room, it could only mean two murders tonight. And talking of every conceivable thing.
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