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But he could only discern a black and shapeless mass, floating upon the water at a little distance, which, to his bewildered fancy, appeared absolutely standing still. This had well nigh been the case with the carpenter. Her complexion had resisted the snow-glare wonderfully; her skin had only deepened its natural warmth a little under the Alpine sun. His horse, which had apparently gone to sleep, preferred to remain where he was. She was not afraid of violence, but she was afraid of something mean, some secondary kind of force. The servants had left the room. For the first time he seemed to wonder what it might be that she had to confess. The recollection of all her unhappiness, the loveless years, the unending loneliness, the injustice of it, rolled up to her lips in verbal lava. Her aunt went out of the room with dignity and a rustle, and up-stairs to the fastness of her own room. I find you were excessively brave, mon pauvre.
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