She—She can snub him. ” “I am afraid,” she said, preceding him down the narrow stairs, “that I am going to be too busy to have much time for gadding about. An influence of this description appeared to be exerted on the present occasion. Even in his fevered hours, so the girl had said, his tongue had not betrayed him. It was still too dark for reading, but she could see well enough to note the number of the last page—fifty-six. And if the woman is not a rival, she must be—yes, that must be it.
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