You must say farewell to her, for I cannot. Her aunt had summoned up an altogether too vivid picture of her father as the masterful man, overbearing, emphatic, sentimental, noisy, aimless. He touched her hand, soft and cool to his fingers—she turned at once to look at him. He would never recognize me now. As it happens sometimes, the idea stepped down from the dream into the reality; and he saw it more clearly now than he had seen it in the dream. There’s sure to be a place somewhere. She must kill this man, or kill herself.
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