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NIGHTMARE ABBEY.
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do not suppose that you are of so much consequence to me. Do not suppose it. You are of no consequence to me at all. None at all. Therefore, leave me. I renounce you. Leave me. Why do you not leave me?"
Scythrop endeavoured to remonstrate, but without success. She reiterated her injunctions to him to leave her, till, in the simplicity of his spirit, he was preparing to comply. When he had nearly reached the door, Marionetta said, "Farewell." Scythrop looked back. "Farewell, Scythrop," she repeated, "you will never see me again."
"Never see you again, Marionetta?"
"I shall go from hence to-morrow, perhaps to-day; and, before we meet again, one of us will be married, and we might as well be dead, you know, Scythrop."
