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The season was ripe for mating, she thought to herself
bitterly. "Before either of you go, you will ask my permission," said Jonathan, coolly. She wants to
be free—she wants to be legally and economically free, so as not to be subject to
the wrong man; but only God, who made the world, can alter things to prevent
her being slave to the right one. In a little while—to-morrow—all
these tender, beautiful emotions will pass away, and I'll become what I was
yesterday, a cynical, miserly old spinster. "I've said it," rejoined Jonathan, peremptorily. She was supposed to be reading at home,
and after breakfast she strolled into the vegetable garden, and having taken up a
position upon the staging of a disused greenhouse that had the double advantage
of being hidden from the windows of the house and secure from the sudden
appearance of any one, she resumed the reading of Mr. Sheppard, which she gratefully declined. Hers was beauty on a large scale no doubt; but it was beauty,
nevertheless: and the carpenter thought her eyes as bright, her complexion as
blooming, and her figure (if a little more buxom) quite as captivating as when he
led her to the altar some twenty years ago. Do not be a fool, Jacques. That you are not Valade at all, and
that I am Melusine Charvill, the granddaughter of monsieur le baron, the
general. You don’t know, Anna, but when one is in danger one realizes that the—
the other side of the line is Hell. Anna glanced into her sister’s face, and rose to her feet. By and by he ventured to peer into this window. Keep it! Keep it!”
Part 6
They walked a long way that afternoon.
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