” She found her muscles a-tremble. “It’s unforgivable of me to call, Miss Stanley,” he said, shaking hands in a peculiar, high, fashionable manner; “but you know you said we might be friends. She had no intention of fighting fair. But I am not worthy to be any man's wife —far less his wife. I want my freedom. His French is better than mine, so he knew exactly what he was handling. Ennison looked down on him in disgust. So far as the eye could reach, the white level road, with its fringe of elm-trees, was empty. She was curious, and at the same time clearly resolved she must not hear it.
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