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"You can't carry her off tonight.
I believe in my heart she's right, and that you're as mad a man as ever
roared in a hospital. Let go her arm, I tell you; you shall not drag her
about in that way."
The Marquis, during this scene, was endeavouring to throw his arms round
his daughter, so as to protect her; but his efforts were but of little
avail. Agatha herself still held to her father by one hand, but the
other she was unable to extricate from her persecutor's grasp. She did
not scream or cry, for there was something within her--a memory of
Cathelineau's last moments, of her brother's gallantry, and her father's
loyalty, which strongly urged her to repress her tears before a
republican; but her strength was almost gone, her nerves were all but
over strung, when she heard a sudden noise behind her of some one
rushing into the room, and Adolphe Denot quickly dropped her hand, and
gave a yell of pain. He had received a sharp blow of a cherry switch
across his face, and the blood was running from both his cheeks.


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