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Chapter 18

           "Aye,butiftherewereanother!"answeredLucio,fixingmewithasteadylook—"And—ifyouwerenotaskedyouropinionaboutit—butsimplyplungedheadlongintoastateofterribleconsciousnessinwhichyouwouldrathernotbe——"

           "Ohcome,"Isaidimpatiently—"donotletustheorise!Iamhappyto-day!—myheartisaslightasthatofthebirdsinginginthesky;Iamintheverybestofhumours,andcouldnotsayanunkindwordtomyworstenemy."

           Hesmiled.

           "Isthatyourhumour?"andhetookmebythearm—"Thentherecouldbenobetteropportunityforshowingyouthisprettylittlecorneroftheworld;"—andwalkingonafewyards,hedexterouslyturnedmedownanarrowpath,leadingfromthelane,andbroughtmefacetofacewithalovelyoldcottage,almostburiedinthegreenoftheyoungspringverdure,andsurroundedbyanopenfenceovergrownwithhawthornandsweet-briar—"KeepfirmholdoveryourtemperGeoffrey—andmaintainthebenignanttranquillityofyourmind!—heredwellsthewomanwhosenameandfameyouhate—MavisClare!"

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