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Lower and Lower

           Sheurgedhimtogoaway,shecommandedhimtogoaway;butsheneitherturnedherfacetohim,norraisedit.Yetitwasremarkablethatshesatasstillasevertheamiablewomaninambuscadehadseenhersit,atanyperiodinherlife.Herhandsrestedinoneanother,likethehandsofastatue;andevenhermannerofspeakingwasnothurried.

           ‘Mydearchild,’saidHarthouse;Mrs.Sparsitsawwithdelightthathisarmembracedher;‘willyounotbearwithmysocietyforalittlewhile?’

           ‘Nothere.’

           ‘Where,Louisa?

           ‘Nothere.’

           ‘Butwehavesolittletimetomakesomuchof,andIhavecomesofar,andamaltogethersodevoted,anddistracted.Thereneverwasaslaveatoncesodevotedandill-usedbyhismistress.Tolookforyoursunnywelcomethathaswarmedmeintolife,andtobereceivedinyourfrozenmanner,isheart-rending.’

           ‘AmItosayagain,thatImustbelefttomyselfhere?’

           ‘Butwemustmeet,mydearLouisa.Whereshallwemeet?’

           Theybothstarted.Thelistenerstarted,guiltily,too;forshethoughttherewasanotherlisteneramongthetrees.Itwasonlyrain,beginningtofallfast,inheavydrops.

           ‘ShallIrideuptothehouseafewminuteshence,innocentlysupposingthatitsmasterisathomeandwillbecharmedtoreceiveme?’

           ‘No!’

           ‘Yourcruelcommandsareimplicitlytobeobeyed;thoughIamthemostunfortunatefellowintheworld,Ibelieve,tohavebeeninsensibletoallotherwomen,andtohavefallenprostrateatlastunderthefootofthemostbeautiful,andthemostengaging,andthemostimperious.

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