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Chapter 34

           Believeme,brother,heisagentleman;andifhewerenot—ifonlythecommonmanyoutakehimfor—IcouldnothelpwhatIhavedone—Icouldnot,forIlovehim!"

           "Louise!tellmethetruth!Speaktome,notastoyourbrother,butastoyourownself.FromwhatIhavethisnightseen,morethanfromyourownwords,Iknowthatyoulovethisman.Hashetakenadvantageofyour—your—unfortunatepassion?"

           "No—no—no.AsIlivehehasnot.Heistoonobleforthat—evenhadI—Henry!heisinnocent!Iftherebecauseforregret,Ialoneamtoblame.Why—oh!brother!whydidyouinsulthim?"

           "HaveIdoneso?"

           "Youhave,Henry—rudely,grossly."

           "Ishallgoafter,andapologise.Ifyouspeaktruly,sister,Iowehimthatmuch.Ishallgothisinstant.Ilikedhimfromthefirst—youknowIdid?Icouldnotbelievehimcapableofacowardlyact.Ican’tnow.Sister!comebackintothehousewithme.Andnow,dearestLoo!youhadbettergotobed.Asforme,Ishallbeoffinstantertothehotel,whereImaystillhopetoovertakehim.IcannotresttillIhavemadereparationformyrudeness."

           Sospoketheforgivingbrother;andgentlyleadinghissisterbythehand,withthoughtsofcompassion,butnottheslightesttraceofanger,hehastilyreturnedtothehacienda—intendingtogoaftertheyoungIrishman,andapologisefortheuseofwordsthat,underthecircumstances,mighthavebeendeemedexcusable

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