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Chapter 23

           Why,theverylovethatnowconsumesmeis——"

           "What?"Iaskedherquickly,seizingherhandswiththeblue-bellsinthem,andgazingsearchinglyintohereyes—"Iknowbeforeyouspeak,thatitisthepassionandtendernessofatruewoman!"

           Shewassilentforamoment.Thenshesmiled,withabewitchinglanguor.

           "Ifyouknow,thenIneednottellyou"—shesaid—"So,donotletusstayhereanylongertalkingnonsense;—‘society’willshakeitsheadoverusandaccuseusof‘badform,’andsomelady-paragraphistwillwritetothepapers,and,say—‘MrTempest’sconductasahostleftmuchtobedesired,asheandhisbride-electwere"spooning"alltheday.’"

           "Therearenolady-paragraphistshere,"—Isaidlaughing,andencirclingherdaintywaistwithonearmasIwalked.

           "Oh,aretherenot,though!"sheexclaimed,laughingalso,"Why,youdon’tsupposeyoucangiveanysortofbigentertainmentwithoutthemdoyou?Theypermeatesociety.OldLadyMaravale,forexample,whoisratherreducedincircumstances,writesaguinea’sworthofscandalaweekforoneofthepapers.Andsheishere—Isawhersimplygorgingherselfwithchickensaladandtrufflesanhourago!"Herepausing,andrestingagainstmyarm,shepeeredthroughthetrees."TherearethechimneysofLilyCottagewherethefamousMavisClarelives,"shesaid.

           "Yes,Iknow,"—Irepliedreadily—"RimânezandIhavevisitedher.Sheisawayjustnow,orshewouldhavebeenhereto-day."

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