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_Ah, mais jamais_!" he added, with sudden passion.
Diana was startled.
"It--it was horrid of you to cut me," she said in a troubled voice.
"My punishment lies in your hands," he returned.

"When I leave you at the Rectory--after to-day--you can end our acquaintance if you choose.
And I suppose--you, _will_ choose.

It would be contrary to human nature to throw away such an excellent opportunity for retaliation--feminine human nature, anyway." He spoke with a kind of half-savage raillery, and Diana winced under it.
His moods changed so rapidly that she was bewildered.