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yet she had decided to prevent this marriage—for no par-
       ticular reason, but that she chose to do so, and because she
       wished to amuse herself at his expense for that it was ‘quite
       her turn to laugh a little now!’
          Such were her words—very likely she did not give her
       real reason for this eccentric conduct; but, at all events, that
       was all the explanation she deigned to offer.
          Meanwhile,  Totski  thought  the  matter  over  as  well  as
       his scattered ideas would permit. His meditations lasted a
       fortnight, however, and at the end of that time his resolu-
       tion was taken. The fact was, Totski was at that time a man
       of fifty years of age; his position was solid and respectable;
       his place in society had long been firmly fixed upon safe
       foundations; he loved himself, his personal comforts, and
       his position better than all the world, as every respectable
       gentleman should!
         At  the  same  time  his  grasp  of  things  in  general  soon
       showed Totski that he now had to deal with a being who
       was  outside  the  pale  of  the  ordinary  rules  of  traditional
       behaviour, and who would not only threaten mischief but
       would undoubtedly carry it out, and stop for no one.
         There was evidently, he concluded, something at work
       here; some storm of the mind, some paroxysm of romantic
       anger, goodness knows against whom or what, some insa-
       tiable contempt—in a word, something altogether absurd
       and impossible, but at the same time most dangerous to be
       met with by any respectable person with a position in soci-
       ety to keep up.
          For a man of Totski’s wealth and standing, it would, of

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