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"
I
do
n't
want
your
permission
for
that
--
I
shall
marry
him
:
and
yet
you
have
not
told
me
whether
I
'm
right
.
"
"
Perfectly
right
;
if
people
be
right
to
marry
only
for
the
present
.
And
now
,
let
us
hear
what
you
are
unhappy
about
.
Your
brother
will
be
pleased
;
the
old
lady
and
gentleman
will
not
object
,
I
think
;
you
will
escape
from
a
disorderly
,
comfortless
home
into
a
wealthy
,
respectable
one
;
and
you
love
Edgar
,
and
Edgar
loves
you
.
All
seems
smooth
and
easy
:
where
is
the
obstacle
?
"
"
Here
!
and
here
!
"
replied
Catherine
,
striking
one
hand
on
her
forehead
,
and
the
other
on
her
breast
:
"
in
whichever
place
the
soul
lives
.
In
my
soul
and
in
my
heart
,
I
'm
convinced
I
'm
wrong
!
"
"
That
's
very
strange
!
I
can
not
make
it
out
.
"
"
It
's
my
secret
.
But
if
you
will
not
mock
at
me
,
I
'll
explain
it
:
I
ca
n't
do
it
distinctly
:
but
I
'll
give
you
a
feeling
of
how
I
feel
.
"
She
seated
herself
by
me
again
:
her
countenance
grew
sadder
and
graver
,
and
her
clasped
hands
trembled
.
"
Nelly
,
do
you
never
dream
queer
dreams
?
"
she
said
suddenly
,
after
some
minutes
'
reflection
.
"
Yes
,
now
and
then
,
"
I
answered
.
"
And
so
do
I.
I
've
dreamt
in
my
life
dreams
that
have
stayed
with
me
ever
after
,
and
changed
my
ideas
:
they
've
gone
through
and
through
me
,
like
wine
through
water
,
and
altered
the
colour
of
my
mind
.
And
this
is
one
;
I
'm
going
to
tell
it
--
but
take
care
not
to
smile
at
any
part
of
it
.
"
