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"Lola," he cried at last, unable to stand the sight of her tears and despair, and equally unable to restrain -- himself longer. "Lola! Let me help you -- let me know the real facts, however ugly they may be -- and I will get you out of this difficulty! I implore you to do this, because -- ah! you force me to confess to you, though I have believed myself strong enough to preserve my secret -- _because I love you_!"
She started quickly and drew back, staring at him in surprise through her tear-dimmed eyes.