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“
You
can
resist
,
and
resist
again
!
Instead
of
hating
you
I
could
,
I
think
,
mourn
for
and
pity
you
,
if
you
were
contrite
,
and
would
confess
all
.
Forgive
you
I
never
can
.
I
don
’
t
speak
of
your
lover
—
I
will
give
you
the
benefit
of
the
doubt
in
that
matter
,
for
it
only
affects
me
personally
.
But
the
other
—
had
you
half
-
killed
me
,
had
it
been
that
you
wilfully
took
the
sight
away
from
these
feeble
eyes
of
mine
,
I
could
have
forgiven
you
.
But
THAT
’
S
too
much
for
nature
!
”
“
Say
no
more
.
I
will
do
without
your
pity
.
But
I
would
have
saved
you
from
uttering
what
you
will
regret
.
”
“
I
am
going
away
now
.
I
shall
leave
you
.
”
“
You
need
not
go
,
as
I
am
going
myself
.
You
will
keep
just
as
far
away
from
me
by
staying
here
.
”
“
Call
her
to
mind
—
think
of
her
—
what
goodness
there
was
in
her
—
it
showed
in
every
line
of
her
face
!
Most
women
,
even
when
but
slightly
annoyed
,
show
a
flicker
of
evil
in
some
curl
of
the
mouth
or
some
corner
of
the
cheek
;
but
as
for
her
,
never
in
her
angriest
moments
was
there
anything
malicious
in
her
look
.
She
was
angered
quickly
,
but
she
forgave
just
as
readily
,
and
underneath
her
pride
there
was
the
meekness
of
a
child
.
What
came
of
it
?
—
what
cared
you
?
You
hated
her
just
as
she
was
learning
to
love
you
.
O
!
couldn
’
t
you
see
what
was
best
for
you
,
but
must
bring
a
curse
upon
me
,
and
agony
and
death
upon
her
,
by
doing
that
cruel
deed
!
What
was
the
fellow
’
s
name
who
was
keeping
you
company
and
causing
you
to
add
cruelty
to
her
to
your
wrong
to
me
?
Was
it
Wildeve
?
Was
it
poor
Thomasin
’
s
husband
?
Heaven
,
what
wickedness
!
Lost
your
voice
,
have
you
?
It
is
natural
after
detection
of
that
most
noble
trick
.
.
.
.
Eustacia
,
didn
’
t
any
tender
thought
of
your
own
mother
lead
you
to
think
of
being
gentle
to
mine
at
such
a
time
of
weariness
?
Did
not
one
grain
of
pity
enter
your
heart
as
she
turned
away
?
Think
what
a
vast
opportunity
was
then
lost
of
beginning
a
forgiving
and
honest
course
.
Why
did
not
you
kick
him
out
,
and
let
her
in
,
and
say
I
’
ll
be
an
honest
wife
and
a
noble
woman
from
this
hour
?
Had
I
told
you
to
go
and
quench
eternally
our
last
flickering
chance
of
happiness
here
you
could
have
done
no
worse
.
Well
,
she
’
s
asleep
now
;
and
have
you
a
hundred
gallants
,
neither
they
nor
you
can
insult
her
any
more
.
”
“
You
exaggerate
fearfully
,
”
she
said
in
a
faint
,
weary
voice
;
“
but
I
cannot
enter
into
my
defence
—
it
is
not
worth
doing
.
You
are
nothing
to
me
in
future
,
and
the
past
side
of
the
story
may
as
well
remain
untold
.
I
have
lost
all
through
you
,
but
I
have
not
complained
.
Your
blunders
and
misfortunes
may
have
been
a
sorrow
to
you
,
but
they
have
been
a
wrong
to
me
.
All
persons
of
refinement
have
been
scared
away
from
me
since
I
sank
into
the
mire
of
marriage
.
Is
this
your
cherishing
—
to
put
me
into
a
hut
like
this
,
and
keep
me
like
the
wife
of
a
hind
?
You
deceived
me
—
not
by
words
,
but
by
appearances
,
which
are
less
seen
through
than
words
.
But
the
place
will
serve
as
well
as
any
other
—
as
somewhere
to
pass
from
—
into
my
grave
.
”
Her
words
were
smothered
in
her
throat
,
and
her
head
drooped
down
.
“
I
don
’
t
know
what
you
mean
by
that
.
Am
I
the
cause
of
your
sin
?
”
(
Eustacia
made
a
trembling
motion
towards
him
.
)
“
What
,
you
can
begin
to
shed
tears
and
offer
me
your
hand
?
Good
God
!
can
you
?
No
,
not
I
.
I
’
ll
not
commit
the
fault
of
taking
that
.
”
(
The
hand
she
had
offered
dropped
nervelessly
,
but
the
tears
continued
flowing
.
)
“
Well
,
yes
,
I
’
ll
take
it
,
if
only
for
the
sake
of
my
own
foolish
kisses
that
were
wasted
there
before
I
knew
what
I
cherished
.
How
bewitched
I
was
!
How
could
there
be
any
good
in
a
woman
that
everybody
spoke
ill
of
?
”
“
O
,
O
,
O
!
”
she
cried
,
breaking
down
at
last
;
and
,
shaking
with
sobs
which
choked
her
,
she
sank
upon
her
knees
.
“
O
,
will
you
have
done
!
O
,
you
are
too
relentless
—
there
’
s
a
limit
to
the
cruelty
of
savages
!
I
have
held
out
long
—
but
you
crush
me
down
.
