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I will tear this folly from my heart, though

every fibre bleed as I rend it away!"

She wrapped herself closely in her veil, and sat down at a distance from the couch of the wounded knight, with her back turned towards it, fortifying or endeavouring to fortify her mind; not only against the impending evils from without, but also against those treacherous feelings which assailed her from within.

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