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My
hand
was
on
my
friend
's
arm
,
but
she
failed
for
the
moment
,
confronted
with
such
an
account
of
the
matter
,
to
respond
to
my
pressure
.
She
communed
,
on
the
contrary
,
on
the
spot
,
with
her
uneasiness
.
"
And
where
's
Master
Miles
?
"
"
Oh
,
he
's
with
Quint
.
They
're
in
the
schoolroom
.
"
"
Lord
,
miss
!
"
My
view
,
I
was
myself
aware
--
and
therefore
I
suppose
my
tone
--
had
never
yet
reached
so
calm
an
assurance
.
"
The
trick
's
played
,
"
I
went
on
;
"
they
've
successfully
worked
their
plan
.
He
found
the
most
divine
little
way
to
keep
me
quiet
while
she
went
off
.
"
"'
Divine
'
?
"
Mrs.
Grose
bewilderedly
echoed
.
"
Infernal
,
then
!
"
I
almost
cheerfully
rejoined
.
"
He
has
provided
for
himself
as
well
.
But
come
!
"
She
had
helplessly
gloomed
at
the
upper
regions
.
"
You
leave
him
--
?
"
"
So
long
with
Quint
?
Yes
--
I
do
n't
mind
that
now
.
"
She
always
ended
,
at
these
moments
,
by
getting
possession
of
my
hand
,
and
in
this
manner
she
could
at
present
still
stay
me
.
But
after
gasping
an
instant
at
my
sudden
resignation
,
"
Because
of
your
letter
?
"
she
eagerly
brought
out
.
I
quickly
,
by
way
of
answer
,
felt
for
my
letter
,
drew
it
forth
,
held
it
up
,
and
then
,
freeing
myself
,
went
and
laid
it
on
the
great
hall
table
.
"
Luke
will
take
it
,
"
I
said
as
I
came
back
.
I
reached
the
house
door
and
opened
it
;
I
was
already
on
the
steps
