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The Abbe’s Chamber.

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           "Withwhat?"

           "Withthisneedle,"saidtheabbe,as,openinghisraggedvestments,heshowedDantesalong,sharpfish-bone,withasmallperforatedeyeforthethread,asmallportionofwhichstillremainedinit."Ioncethought,"continuedFaria,"ofremovingtheseironbars,andlettingmyselfdownfromthewindow,which,asyousee,issomewhatwiderthanyours,althoughIshouldhaveenlargeditstillmorepreparatorytomyflight;however,IdiscoveredthatIshouldmerelyhavedroppedintoasortofinnercourt,andIthereforerenouncedtheprojectaltogetherastoofullofriskanddanger.Nevertheless,IcarefullypreservedmyladderagainstoneofthoseunforeseenopportunitiesofwhichIspokejustnow,andwhichsuddenchancefrequentlybringsabout."Whileaffectingtobedeeplyengagedinexaminingtheladder,themindofDanteswas,infact,busilyoccupiedbytheideathatapersonsointelligent,ingenious,andclear-sightedastheabbemightprobablybeabletosolvethedarkmysteryofhisownmisfortunes,wherehehimselfcouldseenothing.

           "Whatareyouthinkingof?"askedtheabbesmilingly,imputingthedeepabstractioninwhichhisvisitorwasplungedtotheexcessofhisaweandwonder.

           "Iwasreflecting,inthefirstplace,"repliedDantes,"upontheenormousdegreeofintelligenceandabilityyoumusthaveemployedtoreachthehighperfectiontowhichyouhaveattained.

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