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On the way down the jeweller ventured an arm around Nessie's waist. The girl undid his embrace deliberately and without meeting any resistance.

"Mr. Belshue," she said with a newly found dignity, "I made a mistake down in the parlour. I am sorry if I caused you to think I loved you, for I do not. If you love me, I regret it very, very much, for I do not love you and I can never marry you—I don't think I shall ever marry. I'd rather you wouldn't come to see me any more. So good-bye and God bless you." She held the door open for him to go out.

A great peace had come over Nessie. Speech and action were in character at last. She could have cited one the gist of this scene and conversation from half-a-dozen novels packed away in her trunk upstairs had she been calm enough to do it.

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