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PART I - CHAPTER III

O My Sister, such anguish-such bitter pain !
I began to twist my hands in my lap, not daring to speak, not knowing how to reply. He placed one of his hands over both of mine, and we were silent for a while. But I only wished that he would take his hand away. I felt his eyes on my face. At last he spoke, his voice low and bitter:
" It is as I feared. You will not-can not-show me your real mind. You dare not break away from what you have been taught you should say and do at this time. Listen to me-I do not ask you to speak. But I beg of you this small token. If you are willing to try the new path with me, bend your head a little lower."
He watched me closely; I could feel his hand pressing down steadily. What did he mean? Why could not things proceed in the expected way? I was really to be his wife. I desired to be the mother of sons. Oh, then my sorrow beganthis heaviness that never leaves me by day or night ! I knew not what to do. And in my despair and ignorance I bent my head.
" I am grateful," he said, rising to his feet and removing his hand. "Rest quietly in this chamber. Remember you will have nothing to fear, now

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