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Left alone, Jonathan lighted a lamp, and, opening the trap-door, descended the secret stairs. She could not make up her mind which was the finer, more elemental thing, which gave its values to the other. And what did she do? Not only did she cut his hand in her rage, but she refused to let him help her, and then she ran away from him. Entering the workshop, he found the blacksmith occupied in heating the tire of a cart wheel. She wanted to return his gaze but focused intently on a spot next to and above the brick fireplace, as her music teachers had always taught her to do instead of looking directly at the audience.
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