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"
This
dreadful
certainty
that
I
shall
be
bowled
out
by
Farebrother
.
"
Mary
was
appeased
by
her
inclination
to
laugh
.
"
Fred
,
"
she
said
,
peeping
round
to
catch
his
eyes
,
which
were
sulkily
turned
away
from
her
,
"
you
are
too
delightfully
ridiculous
.
If
you
were
not
such
a
charming
simpleton
,
what
a
temptation
this
would
be
to
play
the
wicked
coquette
,
and
let
you
suppose
that
somebody
besides
you
has
made
love
to
me
.
"
"
Do
you
really
like
me
best
,
Mary
?
"
said
Fred
,
turning
eyes
full
of
affection
on
her
,
and
trying
to
take
her
hand
.
"
I
don
’
t
like
you
at
all
at
this
moment
,
"
said
Mary
,
retreating
,
and
putting
her
hands
behind
her
.
"
I
only
said
that
no
mortal
ever
made
love
to
me
besides
you
.
And
that
is
no
argument
that
a
very
wise
man
ever
will
,
"
she
ended
,
merrily
.
"
I
wish
you
would
tell
me
that
you
could
not
possibly
ever
think
of
him
,
"
said
Fred
.
"
Never
dare
to
mention
this
any
more
to
me
,
Fred
,
"
said
Mary
,
getting
serious
again
.
"
I
don
’
t
know
whether
it
is
more
stupid
or
ungenerous
in
you
not
to
see
that
Mr
:
Farebrother
has
left
us
together
on
purpose
that
we
might
speak
freely
.
I
am
disappointed
that
you
should
be
so
blind
to
his
delicate
feeling
.
"
There
was
no
time
to
say
any
more
before
Mr
.
Farebrother
came
back
with
the
engraving
;
and
Fred
had
to
return
to
the
drawing
-
room
still
with
a
jealous
dread
in
his
heart
,
but
yet
with
comforting
arguments
from
Mary
’
s
words
and
manner
The
result
of
the
conversation
was
on
the
whole
more
painful
to
Mary
:
inevitably
her
attention
had
taken
a
new
attitude
,
and
she
saw
the
possibility
of
new
interpretations
.
She
was
in
a
position
in
which
she
seemed
to
herself
to
be
slighting
Mr
.
Farebrother
,
and
this
,
in
relation
to
a
man
who
is
much
honored
,
is
always
dangerous
to
the
firmness
of
a
grateful
woman
.
To
have
a
reason
for
going
home
the
next
day
was
a
relief
,
for
Mary
earnestly
desired
to
be
always
clear
that
she
loved
Fred
best
.
When
a
tender
affection
has
been
storing
itself
in
us
through
many
of
our
years
,
the
idea
that
we
could
accept
any
exchange
for
it
seems
to
be
a
cheapening
of
our
lives
.
And
we
can
set
a
watch
over
our
affections
and
our
constancy
as
we
can
over
other
treasures
.
"
Fred
has
lost
all
his
other
expectations
;
he
must
keep
this
,
"
Mary
said
to
herself
,
with
a
smile
curling
her
lips
.
It
was
impossible
to
help
fleeting
visions
of
another
kind
—
new
dignities
and
an
acknowledged
value
of
which
she
had
often
felt
the
absence
.
But
these
things
with
Fred
outside
them
,
Fred
forsaken
and
looking
sad
for
the
want
of
her
,
could
never
tempt
her
deliberate
thought
.
"
For
there
can
live
no
hatred
in
thine
eye
,
Therefore
in
that
I
cannot
know
thy
change
:
In
many
’
s
looks
the
false
heart
’
s
historyIs
writ
in
moods
and
frowns
and
wrinkles
strange
:
But
Heaven
in
thy
creation
did
decreeThat
in
thy
face
sweet
love
should
ever
dwell
:
Whate
’
er
thy
thoughts
or
thy
heart
’
s
workings
beThy
looks
should
nothing
thence
but
sweetness
tell
.
"
—
SHAKESPEARE
:
Sonnets
.
