‘Let it fall!’ ‘Brute!’ she spat, struggling, and he knew at once he had guessed aright. Promise me that you will not disobey the injunctions of her whose memory we must both of us ever revere. There was no broken faith—not even any question of anything of the sort. She felt he was going to say something more—something still more personal and intimate.
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