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Chapter 20

           Iwasonceverypoor—shockinglypoor;andevennowIamnotrich,butI’vegotjustenoughtokeepmeworkingsteadily,whichisasitshouldbe.IfIhadmore,Imightgetlazyandneglectmywork—thenyouknowSatanmightstepintomylife,anditwouldbeaquestionofidlehandsandmischieftofollow,accordingtotheadage."

           "IthinkyouwouldhavestrengthenoughtoresistSatan—"saidLucio,lookingathersteadfastly,withsombrescrutinyinhisexpressiveeyes.

           "Oh,Idon’tknowaboutthat—Icouldnotbesureofmyself!"andshesmiled—"Ishouldimaginehemustbeadangerouslyfascinatingpersonage.Ineverpicturehimasthepossessorofhoofsandatail—common-senseassuresmethatnocreaturepresentinghimselfundersuchanaspectwouldhavetheslightestpowertoattract.Milton’sconceptionofSatanisthefinest"—andhereyesdarkenedswiftlywiththeintensityofherthoughts—"AmightyAngelfallen!—onecannotbutbesorryforsuchafall,ifthelegendweretrue!"

           Therewasasuddensilence.Abirdsangoutside,andalittlebreezeswayedtheliliesinthewindowtoandfro.

           "Good-bye,MavisClare!"saidLucioverysoftly,almosttenderly.Hisvoicewaslowandtremulous—hisfacegraveandpale.Shelookedupathiminalittlesurprise.

           "Good-bye!"sherejoined,extendinghersmallhand.Hehelditamoment—then,tomysecretastonishment,knowinghisaversiontowomen,stoopedandkissedit.Sheflushedrosilyasshewithdrewitfromhisclasp.

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