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Chapter 27

           "Thankyou!"sherespondedgently—"ButIdonotmindwhenitcomes,solongasitfindsmeready."

           Shewavedherhandtousasweleftherandturnedthecornerofthelane—andforsomeminuteswewalkedonslowlyinabsolutesilence.ThenatlastSibylspoke—

           "IquiteunderstandthehatredthereisinsomequartersforMavisClare,"—shesaid—"IamafraidIbegintohatehermyself!"

           Istoppedandstaredather,astonishedandconfounded.

           "Youbegintohateher——you?—andwhy?"

           "Areyousoblindthatyoucannotperceivewhy?"sheretorted,thelittlemalignsmileIknewsowellplayingroundherlips—"Becausesheishappy!Becauseshehasnoscandalsinherlife,andbecauseshedarestobecontent!Onelongstomakehermiserable!Buthowtodoit?ShebelievesinaGod—shethinksallHeordainsisrightandgood.Withsuchafirmfaithasthat,shewouldbehappyinagarretearningbutafewpenceaday.Iseenowperfectlyhowshehaswonherpublic—itisbytheabsoluteconvictionshehasherselfofthetheoriesoflifeshetriestoinstil.

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