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"
You
are
a
great
and
noble
woman
,
"
he
said
.
"
And
it
is
I
who
should
be
proud
to
know
you
.
And
I
am
,
I
am
.
You
are
a
ray
of
light
to
me
in
a
very
dark
world
,
and
I
’
ve
got
to
be
straight
with
you
,
just
as
straight
as
you
have
been
.
"
"
I
don
’
t
care
whether
you
’
re
straight
with
me
or
not
.
You
could
do
anything
with
me
.
You
could
throw
me
in
the
dirt
an
’
walk
on
me
.
An
’
you
’
re
the
only
man
in
the
world
that
can
,
"
she
added
with
a
defiant
flash
.
"
I
ain
’
t
taken
care
of
myself
ever
since
I
was
a
kid
for
nothin
’
.
"
"
And
it
’
s
just
because
of
that
that
I
’
m
not
going
to
,
"
he
said
gently
.
"
You
are
so
big
and
generous
that
you
challenge
me
to
equal
generousness
.
I
’
m
not
marrying
,
and
I
’
m
not
—
well
,
loving
without
marrying
,
though
I
’
ve
done
my
share
of
that
in
the
past
.
I
’
m
sorry
I
came
here
to
-
day
and
met
you
.
But
it
can
’
t
be
helped
now
,
and
I
never
expected
it
would
turn
out
this
way
.
"
"
But
look
here
,
Lizzie
.
I
can
’
t
begin
to
tell
you
how
much
I
like
you
.
I
do
more
than
like
you
.
I
admire
and
respect
you
.
You
are
magnificent
,
and
you
are
magnificently
good
.
But
what
’
s
the
use
of
words
?
Yet
there
’
s
something
I
’
d
like
to
do
.
You
’
ve
had
a
hard
life
;
let
me
make
it
easy
for
you
.
"
(
A
joyous
light
welled
into
her
eyes
,
then
faded
out
again
.
)
"
I
’
m
pretty
sure
of
getting
hold
of
some
money
soon
—
lots
of
it
.
"
In
that
moment
he
abandoned
the
idea
of
the
valley
and
the
bay
,
the
grass
-
walled
castle
and
the
trim
,
white
schooner
.
After
all
,
what
did
it
matter
?
He
could
go
away
,
as
he
had
done
so
often
,
before
the
mast
,
on
any
ship
bound
anywhere
.
"
I
’
d
like
to
turn
it
over
to
you
.
There
must
be
something
you
want
—
to
go
to
school
or
business
college
.
You
might
like
to
study
and
be
a
stenographer
.
I
could
fix
it
for
you
.
Or
maybe
your
father
and
mother
are
living
—
I
could
set
them
up
in
a
grocery
store
or
something
.
Anything
you
want
,
just
name
it
,
and
I
can
fix
it
for
you
.
"
She
made
no
reply
,
but
sat
,
gazing
straight
before
her
,
dry
-
eyed
and
motionless
,
but
with
an
ache
in
the
throat
which
Martin
divined
so
strongly
that
it
made
his
own
throat
ache
.
He
regretted
that
he
had
spoken
.
It
seemed
so
tawdry
what
he
had
offered
her
—
mere
money
—
compared
with
what
she
offered
him
.
He
offered
her
an
extraneous
thing
with
which
he
could
part
without
a
pang
,
while
she
offered
him
herself
,
along
with
disgrace
and
shame
,
and
sin
,
and
all
her
hopes
of
heaven
.
"
Don
’
t
let
’
s
talk
about
it
,
"
she
said
with
a
catch
in
her
voice
that
she
changed
to
a
cough
.
She
stood
up
.
"
Come
on
,
let
’
s
go
home
.
I
’
m
all
tired
out
.
"
The
day
was
done
,
and
the
merrymakers
had
nearly
all
departed
.
But
as
Martin
and
Lizzie
emerged
from
the
trees
they
found
the
gang
waiting
for
them
.
Martin
knew
immediately
the
meaning
of
it
.
Trouble
was
brewing
.
The
gang
was
his
body
-
guard
.
They
passed
out
through
the
gates
of
the
park
with
,
straggling
in
the
rear
,
a
second
gang
,
the
friends
that
Lizzie
’
s
young
man
had
collected
to
avenge
the
loss
of
his
lady
.
Several
constables
and
special
police
officers
,
anticipating
trouble
,
trailed
along
to
prevent
it
,
and
herded
the
two
gangs
separately
aboard
the
train
for
San
Francisco
.
Martin
told
Jimmy
that
he
would
get
off
at
Sixteenth
Street
Station
and
catch
the
electric
car
into
Oakland
.
Lizzie
was
very
quiet
and
without
interest
in
what
was
impending
.
The
train
pulled
in
to
Sixteenth
Street
Station
,
and
the
waiting
electric
car
could
be
seen
,
the
conductor
of
which
was
impatiently
clanging
the
gong
.
"
There
she
is
,
"
Jimmy
counselled
.
"
Make
a
run
for
it
,
an
’
we
’
ll
hold
’
em
back
.
Now
you
go
!
Hit
her
up
!
"
