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"But if it is thy will to take me from him," she continued, as soon as her emotion permitted her,—"if he must be left an orphan amid strangers, implant, I beseech thee, a mother's feelings in some other bosom, and raise up a friend, who shall be to him what I would have been. He forced her arm back, away, stretching it out to keep the weapon at bay. She got up, as she had been told to do, at his appearance, and he amazed her by sitting down, according to custom, on her stool. He walked through a wide open archway, curtained with deep-blue curtains, into the apartment that served as a reception-room. The carte de jour was before Monsieur. “All right, Dunster,” he said. I want to be myself. Love and companionship.
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