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 and the door, crying, "Where,—at least deign to tell me!—Where may I see,—may I speak to you again?"

"Any where, any where!"—replied she, with quickness; but presently, with a sudden check of vivacity, added, "No where, I mean!—no where, Sir, no where!"—

"Is this possible!" exclaimed he. "Can you,—even in your wishes,—can you be so hard of heart?"—

"It is you," said she reproachfully, "who are hard of heart, to detain me thus!—Think but where I am!—where you are!—This house—Miss Joddrel—What may not be the consequence?—Is it Mr. Harleigh who would deliver me over to calumny?"

Harleigh now held open the door for her himself, without venturing to reply, as he heard footsteps upon the stairs; but he permitted his lips to touch her arm, for he could not again seize her hand, as she passed him, eagerly, and with her face averted. She fled on to