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"
I
won
’
t
permit
you
to
have
her
.
Not
her
.
Anyone
but
her
.
"
He
let
a
moment
pass
,
then
asked
evenly
,
"
Why
?
"
"
I
won
’
t
permit
it
!
You
’
ll
give
it
up
!
"
He
was
looking
at
her
without
expression
,
but
the
steadiness
of
his
eyes
hit
her
as
his
most
dangerous
answer
.
"
You
’
ll
give
it
up
,
you
’
ll
leave
her
,
you
’
ll
never
see
her
again
!
"
"
Lillian
,
if
you
wish
to
discuss
it
,
there
’
s
one
thing
you
’
d
better
understand
;
nothing
on
earth
will
make
me
give
it
up
.
"
"
But
I
demand
it
!
"
"
I
told
you
that
you
could
demand
anything
but
that
.
"
He
saw
the
look
of
a
peculiar
panic
growing
in
her
eyes
:
it
was
not
the
look
of
understanding
,
but
of
a
ferocious
refusal
to
understand
—
as
if
she
wanted
to
turn
the
violence
of
her
emotion
into
a
fog
screen
,
as
if
she
hoped
,
not
that
it
would
blind
her
to
reality
,
but
that
her
blindness
would
make
reality
cease
to
exist
.
"
But
I
have
the
right
to
demand
it
!
I
own
your
life
!
It
’
s
my
property
.
My
property
—
by
your
own
oath
.
You
swore
to
serve
my
happiness
,
Not
yours
—
mine
!
What
have
you
done
for
me
?
You
’
ve
given
me
nothing
,
you
’
ve
sacrificed
nothing
,
you
’
ve
never
been
concerned
with
anything
but
yourself
—
your
work
,
your
mills
,
your
talent
,
your
mistress
!
