"The end is the most beautiful in English literature. Perhaps the Parisian atmosphere had affected him. And God had let him do it! He was—and now he perfectly understood that he was—treading the queerest labyrinth a man had ever entered. His salvation—if there was to be any—lay in her ignorance of life. I am fairly well hardened in iniquity—your iniquity, Annabel—but I decline to have a husband thrust upon me. “I think I can tell you something which may be very good news for you presently. He had a flattish, perhaps, it should be called, a flattened nose, and a brown, leathernlooking hide, that seemed as if it had not unfrequently undergone the process of tanning. ’ Quick anger flared, surpassing the fluttering hope. Abruptly she desisted, recoiled, and turned and fled up-stairs.
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