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Chapter 17

           "Sibyl!"

           "Oh,whydon’tyouspeak,andfillupthemeasureofmydegradation!"shewentonpassionately—"Whydon’tyoutellme,asyoutellmyfather,yourpurposeincominghere?—whydon’tyousaytome,asyousaytohim,thatyoursovereignchoicehasfasteneduponme—thatIamthewomanoutofalltheworldyouhaveelectedtomarry!Lookatme!"andsheraisedherarmswithatragicgesture;"Isthereanyflawinthepieceofgoodsyouwishtopurchase?Thisfaceisdeemedworthyofthefashionablephotographer’spains;worthyofbeingsoldforashillingasoneofEngland’s‘beauties,’—thisfigurehasservedasamodelfortheshowing-offofmanyamodiste’scostume,purchasedathalf-costontheunderstandingthatImuststatetomycircleofacquaintancethenameofthemakerordesigner—theseeyes,theselips,thesearmsareallyoursforthebuying!Whydoyouexposemetotheshameofdallyingoveryourbargain?—byhesitatingandconsideringastowhether,afterall,Iamworthyofyourgold!"

           Sheseemedseizedbysomehystericalpassionthatconvulsedher,andinmingledamazement,alarmanddistress,Isprangtoherandcaughtherhandsinmyown.

           "Sibyl,Sibyl!"Isaid—"Hush—hush!Youareoverwroughtwithfatigueandexcitement—youcannotknowwhatyouaresaying.

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