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Yes, but she will be angry at us tho'; so don't tell her, nor Miss Martin, nor any body a word of the matter. Do promise this, my charming Hanabella! my life depends upon it. (Kneeling again, and taking her hand.) O don't pull away from me this fair hand!

La! I'm sure I an't pulling it away.

There's somebody coming. (Runs out and leaves Hannah strangely bewildered, and not knowing where to run.)

O dear, dear! what shall I do?

What is the matter, Miss Clodpate? My Lady sent me to see what is become of you: are you frightened for any thing, that you keep standing here in such a strange manner?

O la, no! but I just thought somehow, that you would think there was somebody with me. (Hopkins looks about the room suspiciously.) O no: you