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 hand to him.] There, say no more upon the subject. This very day will I go and see the duchess. I will implore, supplicate, humiliate myself if necessary, and she must yield. She won't? [''Joyous movement of Inés. Doña Ángela effusively takes her husband's hand.''] Well, if I have not got titles, I have at least a name, which, though I may not be able to make it illustrious by work and study

. It is illustrious, my dear fellow.

. Illustrious, no—but respectable, yes. Besides, I have some millions that I have inherited, and which I will make over to the duchess and to Edward, that they may be enabled thereby to renovate a coronet somewhat the worse for wear. So you may be sure of it. Inés will be happy, and her happiness will be ours.

. And yours—also ours, who live in you—you, my husband, who are, when science does not blunt your sense, the best, the kindest, and most loving of men.

. Oh, heavens! [Gives signs of faintness, and leans against door.]

. [Rushes over to her.] Inés, my child.

. Inés, Inés! What's the matter?

. [Approaching.] Come, girl, what nonsense is this?

. [Sits down on sofa R., the rest stand around her.] Nothing. It's nothing—it is only—I feel I would like to laugh, and tears instantly rise to my eyes—and then I want to cry, and I feel so glad, so happy that I cannot. It is because I am fond, very fond of you, father. [Embraces him affectionately.] How kind you are, and how good God has made you! I am happy, very happy. [Throws herself sobbingly into her mother's arms.] 108