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           “Youdon’tbelieveme?YoumustrememberIhadyourgrandmothertoconsider.”

           “Yes:andmyfather—andEffie,Isuppose—andtheoutragedshadesofGivre!”Hepaused,asiftolaymorestressontheboyishsneer:“DoyoulikewiseincludethelateMonsieurdeChantelle?”

           Hisstep-motherdidnotappeartoresentthethrust.Shewenton,inthesametoneofaffectionatepersuasion:“Yes:ImusthaveseemedtoyoutoosubjecttoGivre.PerhapsIhavebeen.Butyouknowthatwasnotmyrealobjectinaskingyoutowait,tosaynothingtoyourgrandmotherbeforeherreturn.”

           Heconsidered.“Yourrealobject,ofcourse,wastogaintime.”

           “Yes—butforwhom?Whynotforyou?”

           “Forme?”Heflushedupquickly.“Youdon’tmean——?”

           Shelaidherhandonhisarmandlookedgravelyintohishandsomeeyes.

           “ImeanthatwhenyourgrandmothergetsbackfromOuchyIshallspeaktoher——”“You’llspeaktoher...?”

           “Yes;ifonlyyou’llpromisetogivemetime——”

           “TimeforhertosendforAdelaidePainter?”

           “Oh,she’llundoubtedlysendforAdelaidePainter!”

           Theallusiontouchedaspringofmirthinboththeirminds,andtheyexchangedalaughinglook.

           “Onlyyoumustpromisenottorushthings.YoumustgivemetimetoprepareAdelaidetoo,”Mrs.Leathwenton.

           “Preparehertoo?”Hedrewawayforabetterlookather.“Prepareherforwhat?”

           “Why,toprepareyourgrandmother!Foryourmarriage.Yes,that’swhatImean.I’mgoingtoseeyouthrough,youknow——”

           Hisfeintofindifferencebrokedownandhecaughtherhand.

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