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Chapter 21

           Alittleflushed,andwithbrighteyes,sheseatedherselfbesidehim,andsaid

           "Forgivemeforspeakingsohastilytoyouthismorning.Iwaswrong.IfearIhurtyouandmadethedaymoreburdensome."

           "Iamgladthatyoufeelthat,mydear,"saidMr.Casaubon.Hespokequietlyandbowed.hisheadalittle,buttherewasstillanuneasyfeelinginhiseyesashelookedather.

           "Butyoudoforgiveme?"saidDorothea,withaquicksob.Inherneedforsomemanifestationoffeelingshewasreadytoexaggerateherownfault.Wouldnotloveseereturningpenitenceafaroff,andfallonitsneckandkissit?

           "MydearDorothea‘whowithrepentanceisnotsatisfied,isnotofheavennorearth:’youdonotthinkmeworthytobebanishedbythatseveresentence,"saidMr.Casaubon,exertinghimselftomakeastrongstatement,andalsotosmilefaintly.

           Dorotheawassilent,butatearwhichhadcomeupwiththesobwouldinsistonfalling.

           "Youareexcited,mydear..AndIalsoamfeelingsomeunpleasantconsequencesoftoomuchmentaldisturbance,"saidMr.Casaubon.

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