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Chapter 14

           "Averyopencompliment!"hesaid,forcingalaugh—andwithalmostroughhaste,hesuddenlyletdownthewindowofthecarriagethoughthenightwasbittercold—"Thisvehicleissuffocatingme—letushavesomeair.Seehowthestarsareshining!—likegreatcrownjewels—Deity’sregalia!Hardfrost,likehardtimes,bringsnobleworksintoprominence.Yonder,faroff,isastaryoucanhardlyperceive;redasacinderattimesandagainblueasthelightning—Icanalwaysdiscoverit,thoughmanycannot.ItisAlgol—judgedbysuperstitiousfolktobeanevilstar.Iloveitchieflyonaccountofitsbadreputation—itisnodoubtmuchmaligned.Itmaybeacoldquarterofhellwhereweepingspiritssitfrozeninicemadeoftheirowncongealedtears—oritmaybeapreparatoryschoolforHeaven—whoknows!Yondertoo,shinesVenus—yourstarGeoffrey!—foryouareinlovemyfriend!—comeconfessit!areyounot?"

           "Iamnotsure;"—Iansweredslowly—"Thephrase‘inlove’scarcelydescribesmypresentfeeling...."

           "Youhavedroppedthese,"—hesaidsuddenly,pickingupafastfadingknotofvioletsfromthefloorofthebroughamandholdingthemtowardsme.Hesmiled,asIutteredanexclamationofannoyance.TheywereLadySibyl’sflowerswhichIhadinadvertentlyletfall,andIsawheknewit.Itookthemfromhishandinsilence

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