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’
Go
to
the
church
?
’
he
repeated
.
’
I
would
as
soon
go
to
—
’
He
checked
himself
there
.
’
How
can
you
ask
?
’
he
added
in
lower
tones
.
’
I
have
never
spoken
to
Montbarry
,
I
have
not
even
seen
him
,
since
he
treated
you
like
the
scoundrel
and
the
fool
that
he
is
.
’
She
looked
at
him
suddenly
,
without
saying
a
word
.
He
understood
her
,
and
begged
her
pardon
.
But
he
was
still
angry
.
’
The
reckoning
comes
to
some
men
,
’
he
said
,
’
even
in
this
world
.
He
will
live
to
rue
the
day
when
he
married
that
woman
!
’
Agnes
took
a
chair
by
his
side
,
and
looked
at
him
with
a
gentle
surprise
.
’
Is
it
quite
reasonable
to
be
so
angry
with
her
,
because
your
brother
preferred
her
to
me
?
’
she
asked
.
Henry
turned
on
her
sharply
.
’
Do
you
defend
the
Countess
,
of
all
the
people
in
the
world
?
’
’
Why
not
?
’
Agnes
answered
.
’
I
know
nothing
against
her
.
On
the
only
occasion
when
we
met
,
she
appeared
to
be
a
singularly
timid
,
nervous
person
,
looking
dreadfully
ill
;
and
being
indeed
so
ill
that
she
fainted
under
the
heat
of
my
room
.
Why
should
we
not
do
her
justice
?
We
know
that
she
was
innocent
of
any
intention
to
wrong
me
;
we
know
that
she
was
not
aware
of
my
engagement
—
’
Henry
lifted
his
hand
impatiently
,
and
stopped
her
.
’
There
is
such
a
thing
as
being
too
just
and
too
forgiving
!
’
he
interposed
.
’
I
can
’
t
bear
to
hear
you
talk
in
that
patient
way
,
after
the
scandalously
cruel
manner
in
which
you
have
been
treated
.
Try
to
forget
them
both
,
Agnes
.
I
wish
to
God
I
could
help
you
to
do
it
!
’
Agnes
laid
her
hand
on
his
arm
.
’
You
are
very
good
to
me
,
Henry
;
but
you
don
’
t
quite
understand
me
.
I
was
thinking
of
myself
and
my
trouble
in
quite
a
different
way
,
when
you
came
in
.
I
was
wondering
whether
anything
which
has
so
entirely
filled
my
heart
,
and
so
absorbed
all
that
is
best
and
truest
in
me
,
as
my
feeling
for
your
brother
,
can
really
pass
away
as
if
it
had
never
existed
.
I
have
destroyed
the
last
visible
things
that
remind
me
of
him
.
In
this
world
I
shall
see
him
no
more
.
But
is
the
tie
that
once
bound
us
,
completely
broken
?
Am
I
as
entirely
parted
from
the
good
and
evil
fortune
of
his
life
as
if
we
had
never
met
and
never
loved
?
What
do
you
think
,
Henry
?
I
can
hardly
believe
it
.
’
’
If
you
could
bring
the
retribution
on
him
that
he
has
deserved
,
’
Henry
Westwick
answered
sternly
,
’
I
might
be
inclined
to
agree
with
you
.
’
