"Wretch!" she cried, "you shall not force me to your hateful purpose. The arm about her was steel hard, and she felt the weapon that was placed at her heart, which thumped uncomfortably in her chest. His patient was distinctly of a different order of life. To-morrow I am going to Paris.
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