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"
Oh
,
Dirk
,
I
’
ve
never
since
we
met
asked
you
to
do
anything
for
me
.
"
"
You
know
there
’
s
nothing
in
the
world
that
I
wouldn
’
t
do
for
you
.
"
"
I
beg
you
not
to
let
Strickland
come
here
.
Anyone
else
you
like
.
Bring
a
thief
,
a
drunkard
,
any
outcast
off
the
streets
,
and
I
promise
you
I
’
ll
do
everything
I
can
for
them
gladly
.
But
I
beseech
you
not
to
bring
Strickland
here
.
"
"
But
why
?
"
"
I
’
m
frightened
of
him
.
I
don
’
t
know
why
,
but
there
’
s
something
in
him
that
terrifies
me
.
He
’
ll
do
us
some
great
harm
.
I
know
it
.
I
feel
it
.
If
you
bring
him
here
it
can
only
end
badly
.
"
"
But
how
unreasonable
!
"
"
No
,
no
.
I
know
I
’
m
right
.
Something
terrible
will
happen
to
us
.
"
"
Because
we
do
a
good
action
?
"
She
was
panting
now
,
and
in
her
face
was
a
terror
which
was
inexplicable
.
I
do
not
know
what
she
thought
.
I
felt
that
she
was
possessed
by
some
shapeless
dread
which
robbed
her
of
all
self
-
control
.
As
a
rule
she
was
so
calm
;
her
agitation
now
was
amazing
.
Stroeve
looked
at
her
for
a
while
with
puzzled
consternation
.
"
You
are
my
wife
;
you
are
dearer
to
me
than
anyone
in
the
world
.
No
one
shall
come
here
without
your
entire
consent
.
"
