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Sleep kept afar off from Stella's eyelids that night. The momentous morrow loomed before her, at one moment filling her with a nameless dread, at another suffusing her whole being with an equally nameless ecstasy.
Could it be possible that to-morrow--in a few hours--she would be Leycester's wife? There was enough in the reflection to banish sleep for a week.