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He
laughed
for
the
first
time
.
"
You
are
acute
.
Yes
,
she
was
in
love
.
That
is
,
she
had
been
.
That
came
out
--
she
could
n't
tell
her
story
without
its
coming
out
.
I
saw
it
,
and
she
saw
I
saw
it
;
but
neither
of
us
spoke
of
it
.
I
remember
the
time
and
the
place
--
the
corner
of
the
lawn
,
the
shade
of
the
great
beeches
and
the
long
,
hot
summer
afternoon
.
It
was
n't
a
scene
for
a
shudder
;
but
oh
--
!
"
He
quitted
the
fire
and
dropped
back
into
his
chair
.
"
You
'll
receive
the
packet
Thursday
morning
?
"
I
inquired
.
"
Probably
not
till
the
second
post
.
"
"
Well
then
;
after
dinner
--
"
"
You
'll
all
meet
me
here
?
"
He
looked
us
round
again
.
"
Is
n't
anybody
going
?
"
It
was
almost
the
tone
of
hope
.
"
Everybody
will
stay
!
"
"
I
will
"
--
and
"
I
will
!
"
cried
the
ladies
whose
departure
had
been
fixed
.
Mrs.
Griffin
,
however
,
expressed
the
need
for
a
little
more
light
.
"
Who
was
it
she
was
in
love
with
?
"
"
The
story
will
tell
,
"
I
took
upon
myself
to
reply
.
"
Oh
,
I
ca
n't
wait
for
the
story
!
"
