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He
hesitated
at
first
,
but
dared
not
refuse
.
"
Yes
,
certainly
.
"
"
Thank
you
,
dearest
.
"
She
rubbed
her
cheek
against
the
young
man
's
vest
;
as
she
did
so
,
one
of
her
long
black
hairs
caught
on
a
button
;
she
twisted
it
tightly
around
,
then
she
twisted
another
around
another
button
and
so
on
.
When
he
rose
,
he
would
tear
them
out
of
her
head
,
and
would
carry
away
with
him
unwittingly
a
lock
of
her
hair
.
It
would
be
an
invisible
bond
between
them
.
Involuntarily
he
would
think
,
would
dream
of
her
;
he
would
love
her
a
little
more
the
next
day
.
Suddenly
he
said
:
"
I
must
leave
you
,
for
I
am
expected
at
the
Chamber
for
the
close
of
the
session
.
I
can
not
be
absent
to-day
.
"
She
sighed
:
"
Already
!
"
Then
adding
resignedly
:
"
Go
,
my
darling
,
but
you
will
come
to
dinner
tomorrow
"
;
she
rose
abruptly
.
For
a
moment
she
felt
a
sharp
,
stinging
pain
,
as
if
needles
had
been
stuck
into
her
head
,
but
she
was
glad
to
have
suffered
for
him
.
"
Adieu
,
"
said
she
.
He
took
her
in
his
arms
and
kissed
her
eyes
coldly
;
then
she
offered
him
her
lips
which
he
brushed
lightly
as
he
said
:
"
Come
,
come
,
let
us
hurry
;
it
is
after
three
o'clock
.
"
She
passed
out
before
him
saying
:
"
To-morrow
at
seven
"
;
he
repeated
her
words
and
they
separated
.
Du
Roy
returned
at
four
o'clock
to
await
his
mistress
.
She
was
somewhat
late
because
her
husband
had
come
home
for
a
week
.
She
asked
:
