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The Tragic Comedians

CHAPTER VIII
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She sank on the floor of the room, conceiving with much strangeness of sentiment under these hard stripes of misfortune, that reality had come.

The monster had hold of her.

She was isolated, fed like a dungeoned captive.

She had nothing but our natural obstinacy to hug, or seem to do so when wearifulness reduced her to cling to the semblance of it only.

'I marry Alvan!' was her iterated answer to her father, on his visits to see whether he had yet broken her; and she spoke with the desperate firmness of weak creatures that strive to nail themselves to the sound of it.


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