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‘
By
Heaven
,
ma
’
am
!
’
he
replied
,
making
her
another
bow
.
‘
It
was
my
profound
respect
for
the
strength
of
your
character
,
and
my
admiration
of
your
beauty
.
’
‘
I
want
neither
the
one
nor
the
other
from
any
one
,
’
said
she
,
‘
and
certainly
not
from
you
of
all
creatures
.
Go
on
with
your
report
.
’
‘
Am
I
pardoned
?
’
he
asked
,
with
an
air
of
half
abashed
gallantry
.
‘
You
are
paid
,
’
she
said
,
‘
and
that
is
all
you
want
.
’
Whether
the
girl
hung
behind
because
she
was
not
to
hear
the
business
,
or
as
already
knowing
enough
about
it
,
Clennam
could
not
determine
.
They
turned
and
she
turned
.
She
looked
away
at
the
river
,
as
she
walked
with
her
hands
folded
before
her
;
and
that
was
all
he
could
make
of
her
without
showing
his
face
.
There
happened
,
by
good
fortune
,
to
be
a
lounger
really
waiting
for
some
one
;
and
he
sometimes
looked
over
the
railing
at
the
water
,
and
sometimes
came
to
the
dark
corner
and
looked
up
the
street
,
rendering
Arthur
less
conspicuous
.
When
Miss
Wade
and
the
man
came
back
again
,
she
was
saying
,
‘
You
must
wait
until
to
-
morrow
.
’
‘
A
thousand
pardons
?
’
he
returned
.
‘
My
faith
!
Then
it
’
s
not
convenient
to
-
night
?
’
‘
No
.
I
tell
you
I
must
get
it
before
I
can
give
it
to
you
.
’
She
stopped
in
the
roadway
,
as
if
to
put
an
end
to
the
conference
.
He
of
course
stopped
too
.
And
the
girl
stopped
.
