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I let him go without a word. There was that in his voice, in his eye, and in the gesture wherewith he bade me hold the door for him, that cleared my mind of any doubts touching the irrevocable character of his determination. To plead was never an accomplishment of mine; to argue, I saw, would be to waste the Cardinal's time to no purpose.
And so I let him go,--and my curse with him,--and from my window I watched his coach drive away in the drizzling rain, scattering the crowd of awe- stricken loiterers who had collected at the rumour of his presence.