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“
Why
was
that
falling
-
off
?
”
Her
black
eyes
flashed
up
to
his
face
for
one
moment
by
way
of
answer
.
“
Izz
!
—
how
weak
of
you
—
for
such
as
I
!
”
he
said
,
and
fell
into
reverie
.
“
Then
—
suppose
I
had
asked
YOU
to
marry
me
?
”
“
If
you
had
I
should
have
said
‘
Yes
’
,
and
you
would
have
married
a
woman
who
loved
‘
ee
!
”
“
Really
!
”
“
Down
to
the
ground
!
”
she
whispered
vehemently
.
“
O
my
God
!
did
you
never
guess
it
till
now
!
”
By
-
and
-
by
they
reached
a
branch
road
to
a
village
.
“
I
must
get
down
.
I
live
out
there
,
”
said
Izz
abruptly
,
never
having
spoken
since
her
avowal
.
Clare
slowed
the
horse
.
He
was
incensed
against
his
fate
,
bitterly
disposed
towards
social
ordinances
;
for
they
had
cooped
him
up
in
a
corner
,
out
of
which
there
was
no
legitimate
pathway
.
Why
not
be
revenged
on
society
by
shaping
his
future
domesticities
loosely
,
instead
of
kissing
the
pedagogic
rod
of
convention
in
this
ensnaring
manner
?
“
I
am
going
to
Brazil
alone
,
Izz
,
”
said
he
.
“
I
have
separated
from
my
wife
for
personal
,
not
voyaging
,
reason
.
I
may
never
live
with
her
again
.
I
may
not
be
able
to
love
you
;
but
—
will
you
go
with
me
instead
of
her
?
”
