The spinsters—who on the morrow would vanish out of the girl's life for ever—had already left their imprint upon her imagination. “This,” he exclaimed, “must be either the indifference of an utterly callous nature, or it may be—ye gods, it may be—innocence. Be warned by your father's fate. ‘Eh bien, I will tell you. ’ ‘Then leave me to guard myself, and do not ask me questions any more,’ she snapped, and crouched down suddenly, searching about for her dagger.
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