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“
Why
do
you
want
to
get
away
?
”
Her
contempt
flashed
out
.
“
Do
you
suppose
anybody
’
d
stay
at
North
Dormer
if
they
could
help
it
?
You
wouldn
’
t
,
folks
say
!
”
With
lowered
head
he
asked
:
“
Where
’
d
you
go
to
?
”
“
Anywhere
where
I
can
earn
my
living
.
I
’
ll
try
here
first
,
and
if
I
can
’
t
do
it
here
I
’
ll
go
somewhere
else
.
I
’
ll
go
up
the
Mountain
if
I
have
to
.
”
She
paused
on
this
threat
,
and
saw
that
it
had
taken
effect
.
“
I
want
you
should
get
Miss
Hatchard
and
the
selectmen
to
take
me
at
the
library
:
and
I
want
a
woman
here
in
the
house
with
me
,
”
she
repeated
.
Mr
.
Royall
had
grown
exceedingly
pale
.
When
she
ended
he
stood
up
ponderously
,
leaning
against
the
desk
;
and
for
a
second
or
two
they
looked
at
each
other
.
“
See
here
,
”
he
said
at
length
as
though
utterance
were
difficult
,
“
there
’
s
something
I
’
ve
been
wanting
to
say
to
you
;
I
’
d
ought
to
have
said
it
before
.
I
want
you
to
marry
me
.
”
The
girl
still
stared
at
him
without
moving
.
“
I
want
you
to
marry
me
,
”
he
repeated
,
clearing
his
throat
.
“
The
minister
’
ll
be
up
here
next
Sunday
and
we
can
fix
it
up
then
.
Or
I
’
ll
drive
you
down
to
Hepburn
to
the
Justice
,
and
get
it
done
there
.
I
’
ll
do
whatever
you
say
.
”
His
eyes
fell
under
the
merciless
stare
she
continued
to
fix
on
him
,
and
he
shifted
his
weight
uneasily
from
one
foot
to
the
other
.
As
he
stood
there
before
her
,
unwieldy
,
shabby
,
disordered
,
the
purple
veins
distorting
the
hands
he
pressed
against
the
desk
,
and
his
long
orator
’
s
jaw
trembling
with
the
effort
of
his
avowal
,
he
seemed
like
a
hideous
parody
of
the
fatherly
old
man
she
had
always
known
.
“
Marry
you
?
Me
?
”
she
burst
out
with
a
scornful
laugh
.
“
Was
that
what
you
came
to
ask
me
the
other
night
?
What
’
s
come
over
you
,
I
wonder
?
How
long
is
it
since
you
’
ve
looked
at
yourself
in
the
glass
?
”
She
straightened
herself
,
insolently
conscious
of
her
youth
and
strength
.
“
I
suppose
you
think
it
would
be
cheaper
to
marry
me
than
to
keep
a
hired
girl
.
Everybody
knows
you
’
re
the
closest
man
in
Eagle
County
;
but
I
guess
you
’
re
not
going
to
get
your
mending
done
for
you
that
way
twice
.
”
Mr
.
Royall
did
not
move
while
she
spoke
.
His
face
was
ash
-
coloured
and
his
black
eyebrows
quivered
as
though
the
blaze
of
her
scorn
had
blinded
him
.
When
she
ceased
he
held
up
his
hand
.
