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Chapter 34

           ‘Thereissomethinginyourmanner,whichwouldalmostimplythatshewillhearmecoldly,mother,’saidtheyoungman.

           ‘Notcoldly,’rejoinedtheoldlady;‘farfromit.

           ‘Howthen?’urgedtheyoungman.‘Shehasformednootherattachment?’

           ‘No,indeed,’repliedhismother;‘youhave,orImistake,toostrongaholdonheraffectionsalready.WhatIwouldsay,’resumedtheoldlady,stoppinghersonashewasabouttospeak,‘isthis.Beforeyoustakeyourallonthischance;beforeyousufferyourselftobecarriedtothehighestpointofhope;reflectforafewmoments,mydearchild,onRose’shistory,andconsiderwhateffecttheknowledgeofherdoubtfulbirthmayhaveonherdecision:devotedassheistous,withalltheintensityofhernoblemind,andwiththatperfectsacrificeofselfwhich,inallmatters,greatortrifling,hasalwaysbeenhercharacteristic.

           ‘Whatdoyoumean?’

           ‘ThatIleaveyoutodiscover,’repliedMrs.Maylie.‘Imustgobacktoher.Godblessyou!’

           ‘Ishallseeyouagainto-night?’saidtheyoungman,eagerly.

           ‘Byandby,’repliedthelady;‘whenIleaveRose.

           ‘YouwilltellherIamhere?’saidHarry.

           ‘Ofcourse,’repliedMrs.Maylie.

           ‘AndsayhowanxiousIhavebeen,andhowmuchIhavesuffered,andhowIlongtoseeher.Youwillnotrefusetodothis,mother?’

           ‘No,’saidtheoldlady;‘Iwilltellherall.Andpressingherson’shand,affectionately,shehastenedfromtheroom.

           Mr.

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