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Chapter 4

           Amielwaitedrespectfully,nowandthenfurtivelyglancingatmewithanexpressionwhichtomyfancyhadsomethingderisiveinit.

           "IsthereanythingIcandoforyousir?"heinquired.

           "Nothankyou,"Ianswered,endeavouringtothrowanaccentofcarelesscondescensionintomyvoiceforsomehowIfeltthismanmustbekeptstrictlyinhisplace"youhavebeenveryattentiveIshallnotforgetit."

           Aslightsmileflickeredoverhisfeatures.

           "Muchobligedtoyou,sir.Good-night."

           Andheretired,leavingmealone.Ipacedtheroomupanddownmoredreamilythanconsciously,tryingtothinktryingtosetinordertheamazingeventsoftheday,butmybrainwasstilldazedandconfused,andtheonlyimageofactualprominenceinmymindwasthestrikingandremarkablepersonalityofmynewfriendRimânez.Hisextraordinarygoodlooks,hisattractivemanner,hiscuriouscynicismwhichwassooddlymixedwithsomedeepersentimenttowhichIcouldnotgiveaname,allthetriflingyetuncommonpeculiaritiesofhisbearingandhumourhauntedmeandbecameindissolublymingledasitwerewithmyselfandallthecircumstancesconcerningme.Iundressedbeforethefire,listeningdrowsilytotherain,andthethunderwhichwasnowdyingoffintosullenechoes.

           "GeoffreyTempest,theworldisbeforeyou"Isaid,apostrophizingmyselfindolently"youareayoungmanyouhavehealth,agoodappearance,andbrainsaddedtotheseyounowhavefivemillionsofmoney,andawealthyprinceforyourfriend

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