SACRIFICES OF BLANDINE
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rich enough. Rid me of thy presence!… I'll give thee money even. But for the love of heaven, get gone as quickly as possible. Things that can never be undone have passed between us. Henceforth we must have a mutual horror of one another."
"Oh! my Henry!" sobbed out the poor woman.
She was going to speak, but her words would have confounded and humiliated him, and she retired so as not to be tempted to tell him the truth.
