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"
No
!
"
The
cry
was
immediate
—
in
answer
to
the
flash
of
a
sudden
image
,
the
image
of
the
men
in
the
private
dining
room
of
the
Wayne
Falkland
.
He
laughed
.
"
Why
not
?
"
"
I
don
’
t
want
to
see
you
working
as
their
serf
!
"
"
And
yourself
?
"
"
I
think
that
they
’
re
crumbling
and
that
I
’
ll
win
.
I
can
stand
it
just
a
little
longer
.
"
"
True
,
it
’
s
just
a
little
longer
—
not
till
you
win
,
but
till
you
learn
.
"
"
I
can
’
t
let
it
go
!
"
It
was
a
cry
of
despair
.
"
Not
yet
,
"
he
said
quietly
.
He
got
up
,
and
she
rose
obediently
,
unable
to
speak
.
"
I
will
remain
here
,
on
my
job
,
"
he
said
.
"
But
don
’
t
try
to
see
me
.
