The brother of my father and my only relative. He loved my mother and he hates me because I am like her. He has made my life one long terror. I am afraid of his very looks and never before dared to disobey him. But to-night he would have married me to a man three times my age. You will forgive me for bringing this vexation upon you monsieur. You will of course decline this mad act he tries to force upon you. But let me thank you for your generous words at least. I have had none spoken to me in so long. " There was now something more than generosity in the poet s eyes. Poet he must have been for Yvonne was forgotten; this fine new loveliness held him with its freshness and grace. The subtle perfume from her filled him with strange emotions. His tender look fell warmly upon her. She leaned to it thirstily. "Ten minutes " said David "is given me in which to do what I would devote years to achieve. I will not say I pity you mademoiselle; it would not be true--I love you. I cannot ask love from you yet but let me rescue you from this.
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