Every woman knows she ought to seem flattered at being considered a "person of heart," and yet every woman cordially hates to be told so.

And, at last, Margaret began to wonder whether it were true.

Should she have admitted she loved a man who left her a moment afterwards in order to make a voyage of two months for the mere furthering of his worldly interest?
But then--he told her he was going before he kissed her.

What could be the "other reason"?
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