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THE TENANT
sure that I succeeded after all, though wearied with his so pertinaciously returning to the same point and repeating the same arguments over and over again, forcing me to reiterate the same replies, I at length turned short and sharp upon him, and my last words were—
"I tell you plainly, that it cannot be. No consideration can induce me to marry against my inclinations. I respect you—at least, I would respect you, if you would behave like a sensible man—but I cannot love you, and never could—and the more you talk the farther you repel me; so pray don't say any more about it."
Whereupon, he wished me a good morning and withdrew, disconcerted and offended, no doubt; but surely it was not my fault.
