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It was the first great agony in Olivia's life. White to the lips, quivering with the shame which only a pure-hearted girl whose love has been repulsed can feel, she made her way homeward.
It was easy enough to carry her head erect, and to assume a proud and haughty mien while she was within Faradeane's sight; but as she neared the Grange she felt herself drooping, and she was quivering and trembling in every limb as she entered the hall.