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"No," cried Elizabeth,--"no. I do not know him. I do not know him. There
is something.... But I don't know. All I know is that I do not know
him." Her face was a face of infinite distress.
The sharp eyes of the chaperone flitted to and fro from the girl to the
man. "You see?" she said, with the faint shadow of a smile. "She does
not know you."
"
"
"
I do not know you," said Elizabeth. "Of that I am sure."
But, dear--the songs--the little verses--"
She does not know you," said the chaperone. "You must not.... You have
made a mistake. You must not go on talking to us after that. You must
not annoy us on the public ways."
"
But--" said Denton, and for a moment his miserably haggard face
appealed against fate.
"
You must not persist, young man," protested the chaperone.
Elizabeth!" he cried.
"
Her face was the face of one who is tormented. "I do not know you," she
cried, hand to brow. "Oh, I do not know you!"
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