I was silent.

She looked with concern and anger upon me--No compliance, I find!--Such

a dutiful young creature hitherto!--Will you not, can you not, speak as

I would have you speak?--Then [rejecting me as it were with her hand]

continue silent.--I, no more than your father, will bear your avowed

contradiction.

She paused, with a look of expectation, as if she waited for my

consenting answer.

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