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 			<p>“No, papa; I will not consent to that. I consider myself bound to let him know the truth without delay. I have done him a great injury, and I must put an end to that as soon as possible.”</p>
 			<p>“You have done him an injury certainly, my dear;⁠—a very great injury,” said <abbr epub:type="z3998:name-title">Mr.</abbr> Vavasor, going away from his object about the proposed letter; “and I believe he will feel it as such to the last day of his life, if this goes on.”</p>
 			<p>“I hope not. I believe that it will not be so. I feel sure that it will not be so.”</p>
-			<p>“But of course what I am thinking of now is your welfare⁠—not his. When you simply told me that you intended to⁠—.”Alice winced, for she feared to hear from her father that odious word which her grandfather had used to her; and indeed the word had been on her father’s lips, but he had refrained and spared her⁠—“that you intended to break your engagement with <abbr epub:type="z3998:name-title">Mr.</abbr> Grey,” he continued, “I said little or nothing to you. I would not ask you to marry any man, even though you had yourself promised to marry him. But when you tell me that you are engaged to your cousin George, the matter is very different. I do not think well of your cousin. Indeed I think anything but well of him. It is my duty to tell you that the world speaks very ill of him.” He paused, but Alice remained silent. “When you were about to travel with him,” he continued, “I ought perhaps to have told you the same. But I did not wish to pain you or his sister; and, moreover, I have heard worse of him since then⁠—much worse than I had heard before.”</p>
+			<p>“But of course what I am thinking of now is your welfare⁠—not his. When you simply told me that you intended to⁠—.” Alice winced, for she feared to hear from her father that odious word which her grandfather had used to her; and indeed the word had been on her father’s lips, but he had refrained and spared her⁠—“that you intended to break your engagement with <abbr epub:type="z3998:name-title">Mr.</abbr> Grey,” he continued, “I said little or nothing to you. I would not ask you to marry any man, even though you had yourself promised to marry him. But when you tell me that you are engaged to your cousin George, the matter is very different. I do not think well of your cousin. Indeed I think anything but well of him. It is my duty to tell you that the world speaks very ill of him.” He paused, but Alice remained silent. “When you were about to travel with him,” he continued, “I ought perhaps to have told you the same. But I did not wish to pain you or his sister; and, moreover, I have heard worse of him since then⁠—much worse than I had heard before.”</p>
 			<p>“As you did not tell me before, I think you might spare me now,” said Alice.</p>
 			<p>“No, my dear; I cannot allow you to sacrifice yourself without telling you that you are doing so. If it were not for your money he would never think of marrying you.”</p>
 			<p>“Of that I am well aware,” said Alice. “He has told me so himself very plainly.”</p>

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 				<h2 epub:type="ordinal z3998:roman">LXXIII</h2>
 				<p epub:type="title">In Which Come Tidings of Great Moment to All Pallisers</p>
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-			<p>It was not till they had been for a day or two together at Lucerne that <abbr epub:type="z3998:name-title">Mr.</abbr> Grey told <abbr epub:type="z3998:name-title">Mr.</abbr> Palliser the story of George Vavasor’s visit to him in Suffolk Street. Having begun the history of his connection with Alice, he found himself obliged to go with it to the end, and as he described the way in which the man had vanished from the sight of all who had known him⁠—that he had in truth gone, so as no longer to be a cause of dread, he could not without dissimulation, keep back the story of that last scene. “And he tried to murder you!” said <abbr epub:type="z3998:name-title">Mr.</abbr> Palliser. “He should be caught and⁠—and⁠—”<abbr epub:type="z3998:name-title">Mr.</abbr> Palliser hesitated, not liking to say boldly that the first cousin of the lady who was now living with him ought to be hung.</p>
+			<p>It was not till they had been for a day or two together at Lucerne that <abbr epub:type="z3998:name-title">Mr.</abbr> Grey told <abbr epub:type="z3998:name-title">Mr.</abbr> Palliser the story of George Vavasor’s visit to him in Suffolk Street. Having begun the history of his connection with Alice, he found himself obliged to go with it to the end, and as he described the way in which the man had vanished from the sight of all who had known him⁠—that he had in truth gone, so as no longer to be a cause of dread, he could not without dissimulation, keep back the story of that last scene. “And he tried to murder you!” said <abbr epub:type="z3998:name-title">Mr.</abbr> Palliser. “He should be caught and⁠—and⁠—” <abbr epub:type="z3998:name-title">Mr.</abbr> Palliser hesitated, not liking to say boldly that the first cousin of the lady who was now living with him ought to be hung.</p>
 			<p>“It is better as it is,” said Grey.</p>
 			<p>“He actually walked into your rooms in the day time, and fired a pistol at you as you were sitting at your breakfast! He did that in London, and then walked off and went abroad, as though he had nothing to fear!”</p>
 			<p>“That was just it,” said Grey.</p>