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There were the burnt papers still in the grate. It began to rain, a cold sweat of precipitation that was more sickly than refreshing. It was astonishing how seldom it was that his instincts betrayed him. But, bloodan'-'ouns! man, if ould Nick himself were to hit me a blow, I'd be afther givin' him another. Diane suggested to him that he retire early, and he did so agreeably, halfknowing it to be an order. But threats and entreaties—even promises were ineffectual; and the unlucky captive, after exhausting his powers of persuasion, was compelled to give up the point. If I did not love you so much I believe I could win you by sheer force of character, for people tell me I am naturally of the dominating type. One might suppose him turning up; he knew a lot of clever people, and some of them might belong to the class. Faugh!” She took up the last morsel of roll, and held it delicately between her long slim fingers.

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