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She was always breaking rules, whispering asides, intimating signals. Unless women are never to be free, never to be even respected, there must be a generation of martyrs. Her lips were apart, but no breath seemed to issue from them; and, but for a slight—very slight palpitation of the bosom, the vital principle might be supposed to be extinct. As she stared her eyes grew accustomed to the night; and she discovered five persons instead of four. He pulled rein at the sight of her, saluted, and regarded her with his rather too protuberant eyes. It was nothing like the big church wedding she wanted, but nothing could shame her greater than to have a child out of wedlock.
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