Yet before she turned once more to resume her flight she schooled herself with an effort to look where it had happened. The music confused and distracted her, and made her struggle against a feeling of intoxication. “I am glad,” she told herself, “I came. If you owe your confinement to me, you shall owe your liberation to me, also. ’ Quick anger flared, surpassing the fluttering hope. The blast once more swept over the agitated river: whirled off the sheets of foam, scattered them far and wide in rain-drops, and left the raging torrent blacker than before. “When can we be alone together?” She asked him, never loosening her grip. ‘And why have you not arrested him? Do not tell me you have allowed him to escape you. They set about everyone—everyone. I keep on thinking of you. With this view, he hurried to the spot where he had left the post-chaise, and found it drawn up at the road-side, the postilion dismounted, and in charge of a couple of farming-men.
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