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“
Never
,
I
am
resolved
.
”
“
How
often
does
he
write
to
you
?
Where
does
he
put
his
letters
—
when
does
he
meet
you
?
Ah
,
his
letters
!
Do
you
tell
me
his
name
?
”
“
I
do
not
.
”
“
Then
I
’
ll
find
it
myself
.
”
His
eyes
had
fallen
upon
a
small
desk
that
stood
near
,
on
which
she
was
accustomed
to
write
her
letters
.
He
went
to
it
.
It
was
locked
.
“
Unlock
this
!
”
“
You
have
no
right
to
say
it
.
That
’
s
mine
.
”
Without
another
word
he
seized
the
desk
and
dashed
it
to
the
floor
.
The
hinge
burst
open
,
and
a
number
of
letters
tumbled
out
.
“
Stay
!
”
said
Eustacia
,
stepping
before
him
with
more
excitement
than
she
had
hitherto
shown
.
“
Come
,
come
!
stand
away
!
I
must
see
them
.
”
She
looked
at
the
letters
as
they
lay
,
checked
her
feeling
and
moved
indifferently
aside
;
when
he
gathered
them
up
,
and
examined
them
.
