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No: I must face it out. The farmer had become obsessed with her and asked her to marry. That’s my opinion, if you ask me. Ah! how I wish, poor dear Sir Cecil were alive! he'd keep him in order. Puffy blue curtains dressed every oakstained window. I told him that I was not ‘Alcide. To a woman she might have confided; but to this man, kindly as he was, it was unthinkable. ” “Do you?” “We were great friends at school. “I believe that you are right,” he said softly. I am aware that you ran away from there, but—’ ‘Certainly I ran away,’ she said, meeting his gaze with defiance in her own. Later that night, after she had cleaned herself and changed her clothes, he returned.
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