“A confusion of motives—that’s what I am!. Only in her eyes there seemed to be some apprehension of the fact that the young man’s clothes and manners were alike undesirable things. ‘Let it fall!’ ‘Brute!’ she spat, struggling, and he knew at once he had guessed aright. CHAPTER XXVII His idea, cleverly planned, was to shatter her resistance, to confound her suddenly by striking her mind with words which would rob her coherent thought. ’ ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Miss Froxfield frostily. " A prophecy which was to be fulfilled in a singular way.
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