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"Ah I you are come, then. I am so glad!"

She little knew why I had come. I blushed involuntarily with the

conviction of the base motive which had brought me. She immediately

grasped my arm, drew me to the contemplation of those pictures

which had more particularly pleased herself, absolutely seeming to

forget that there was a third person in the room. William Edgerton

turned away and busied himself, for the first time no doubt, in

the examination of a landscape on the opposite wall. I followed

his movement with my glance for a single instant, but his face was

studiously averted.