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Rh entreaty. Sir George saw his advantage, and continued:— "I know that it is selfish to urge my happiness; but, dearest! sweetest! it is so wholly in your hands. But, you are pale, my beloved; come in from the damp air." "You shall find my chair," said Henrietta, faintly; for the emotion with which she had contended was becoming too much for her. "I must go home."

"You have scarcely been here half-an-hour; but," said he, making a merit of obedience, "I will not urge your stay, I see that you are not equal to it. If you did but know how I hang on your least look, you would not dream of depriving me even of but one of them." The chair was soon found; and, as Sir George turned away, he drew a deep breath. "On my honour! a grand passion is very fatiguing. I have half a mind to take her at her word—have one last scene of repentance, be converted, and there let the matter end. But—no: an unfinished conquest is almost a defeat. I cannot allow remorse to