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Chapter 58

           HemindsaboutnothingelseandImindaboutnothingelse."

           Thatvoiceofdeep-souledwomanhoodhadremainedwithinhimastheenkindlingconceptionsofdeadandsceptredgeniushadremainedwithinhim(istherenotageniusforfeelingnoblywhichalsoreignsoverhumanspiritsandtheirconclusions?);thetoneswereamusicfromwhichhewasfallingawayhehadreallyfallenintoamomentarydoze,whenRosamondsaidinhersilveryneutralway,"Hereisyourtea,Tertius,"settingitonthesmalltablebyhisside,andthenmovedbacktoherplacewithoutlookingathim.Lydgatewastoohastyinattributinginsensibilitytoher;afterherownfashion,shewassensitiveenough,andtooklastingimpressions.Herimpressionnowwasoneofoffenceandrepulsion.Butthen,Rosamondhadnoscowlsandhadneverraisedhervoice:shewasquitesurethatnoonecouldjustlyfindfaultwithher.

           PerhapsLydgateandshehadneverfeltsofaroffeachotherbefore;buttherewerestrongreasonsfornotdeferringhisrevelation,evenifhehadnotalreadybegunitbythatabruptannouncement;indeedsomeoftheangrydesiretorouseherintomoresensibilityonhisaccountwhichhadpromptedhimtospeakprematurely,stillmingledwithhispainintheprospectofherpain.Buthewaitedtillthetraywasgone,thecandleswerelit,andtheeveningquietmightbecountedon:theintervalhadlefttimeforrepelledtendernesstoreturnintotheoldcourse.Hespokekindly.

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