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Chapter 29

           OutofsheersurpriseIpaused—hadLuciofalleninlove,Iwondered,half-smiling?—wasIabouttodiscoverthatthesupposed‘woman-hater’hadbeentamedandcaughtatlast?ByMavistoo!—littleMavis,whowasnotbeautifulaccordingtoacceptedstandards,butwhohadsomethingmorethanbeautytoenravishaproudandunbelievingsoul—here,asmythoughtsranon,Iwasconsciousofafoolishsenseofjealousy—whyshouldhechooseMavis,Ithought,outofallwomenintheworld?Couldhenotleaveherinpeacewithherdreams,herbooksandherflowers?—safeunderthepure,wise,impassivegazeofPallasAthene,whosecoolbrowswereneverfeveredbyatouchofpassion?Somethingmorethancuriositynowimpelledmetolisten,andIcautiouslyadvancedasteportwotowardstheshadowofabroadelmwhereIcouldseewithoutbeingseen.Yes,therewasRimânez—standingerectwithfoldedarms,hisdark,sad,inscrutableeyesfixedonMavis,whostoodoppositetohimafewpacesoff,lookingathiminherturnwithanexpressionofmingledfascinationandfear.

           "IhaveaskedyouMavisClare,"—saidLucioslowly—"toletmeserveyou.Youhavegenius—ararequalityinawoman—andIwouldadvanceyourfortunes.IshouldnotbewhatIamifIdidnottrytopersuadeyoutoletmehelponyourcareer.Youarenotrich—Icouldshowyouhowtobecomeso.Youhaveagreatfame—thatIgrant;butyouhavemanyenemiesandslandererswhoareforevertryingtopullyoudownfromthethroneyouhavewon.

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