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I
have
already
told
you
,
reader
,
that
this
conversation
took
place
no
longer
ago
than
yesterday
"
Very
well
,
ma'am
,
"
I
said
,
trying
to
put
a
brave
face
on
it
,
"
I
will
come
to
your
tea-parties
,
and
we
shall
see
what
we
shall
see
.
"
It
was
really
all
she
had
asked
for
,
but
now
that
she
had
got
what
she
wanted
of
me
the
foolish
soul
's
eyes
became
wet
,
she
knew
so
well
that
the
youthful
romances
are
the
best
.
It
was
now
my
turn
to
comfort
her
.
"
In
twenty
years
,
"
I
said
,
smiling
at
her
tears
,
"
a
man
grows
humble
,
Mary
.
I
have
stored
within
me
a
great
fund
of
affection
,
with
nobody
to
give
it
to
,
and
I
swear
to
you
,
on
the
word
of
a
soldier
,
that
if
there
is
one
of
those
ladies
who
can
be
got
to
care
for
me
I
shall
be
very
proud
.
"
Despite
her
semblance
of
delight
I
knew
that
she
was
wondering
at
me
,
and
I
wondered
at
myself
,
but
it
was
true
.