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Chapter 17

           IwantyoutofeelthatIfullyrecognizethenatureofthebargainstruck;andIaskyounottoexpectagirl’sfresh,confidinglovefromawomanaswarpedinheartandmindasIam!"

           "Sibyl,"—Isaidearnestly—"Youwrongyourself;Iamsureyouwrongyourself!Youareoneofthosewhocanbeintheworldyetnotofit;yourmindistooopenandpuretobesullied,evenbycontactwithevilthings.Iwillbelievenothingyousayagainstyourownsweetandnoblecharacter—and,Sibyl,letmeagainaskyounottodistressmebythisconstantharpingonthesubjectofmywealth,orIshallbeinclinedtolookuponitasacurse—IshouldloveyouasmuchifIwerepoor——"

           "Oh,youmightloveme"—sheinterruptedme,withastrangesmile—"butyouwouldnotdaretosayso!"

           Iwassilent.Suddenlyshelaughed,andlinkedherarmscaressinglyroundmyneck.

           "There,Geoffrey!"shesaid—"Ihavefinishedmydiscourse—mybitofIbsenism,orwhateverotherismaffectsme—andweneednotbemiserableaboutit.Ihavesaidwhatwasinmymind;Ihavetoldyouthetruth,thatinheartIamneitheryoungnorinnocent.ButIamnoworsethanallmy‘set’soperhapsyouhadbettermakethebestofme.Ipleaseyourfancy,doInot?"

           "Myloveforyoucannotbesolightlyexpressed,Sibyl!"Iansweredinratherapainedtone.

           "Nevermind—itismyhumoursotoexpressit"—shewenton—"Ipleaseyourfancy,andyouwishtomarryme.

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