" The crowd accordingly drew aside, and the individual, in whose behalf the movement had been made immediately stepped forward. She was not afraid of violence, but she was afraid of something mean, some secondary kind of force. The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. Then began expostulations, preluded by a telegram and headed by her aunt. Nothing anyone could say or do would change him. Be so good as to let me pass, sir,” she added, looking her obstructor steadily in the face. We can be married tomorrow in Paris. I heard everywhere of his enormous riches and his generosity. "I forgot.
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