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Chapter 13

           Iknowyouwillbeangrywithmeforthisfrankconfession!ButIcannotpicturetheangelsinwhitesmockswithgoosewings,ortheDeityasasomewhatexcitablepersonagewithabeard.PersonallyIshoulddeclinetogotoanyheavenwhichwasonlyacitywithgoldenstreets;andIshouldobjecttoaseaofglass,resentingitasawantofinventiononthepartofthecreativeIntelligence.But——donotfrown,dearMissFitzroy!—IdobelieveinHeavenallthesame—adifferentkindofheaven—Ioftenseeitinmydreams!"

           Hepaused,andagainwewereallsilent,gazingathim.LadySibyl’seyesindeed,resteduponhimwithsuchabsorbedinterest,thatIbecamesomewhatirritated,andwasglad,whenturningtowardstheCountessoncemore,hesaidquietly.

           "ShallIgiveyousomemusicnow,Madame?"

           Shemurmuredassent,andfollowedhimwithavaguelyuneasyglanceashecrossedovertothegrandpianoandsatdown.Ihadneverheardhimeitherplayorsing;infactsofarashisaccomplishmentswent,Iknewnothingofhimasyetexceptthathewasaperfectmasteroftheartofhorsemanship.

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