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How fortunate I am to see you thus, on the very first conversation I have presumed to hold with your uncle on the subject nearest to my heart! (Taking her hand, which she endeavours to pull away.)

Your fortune, however, will be of short continuance, if my presence is concerned with it; for I only wished to see my uncle for one moment, as there is a person waiting for me, below stairs, on particular business.

Some milliner or shop-woman, I suppose, who can as well return to-morrow.

And if it were so, I have no right to waste her time, whatever I may do with my own.—Good morning.

Call it not waste. Nobody rates time so high as those who will go.

And nobody rates it so low as those who will not.