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We
went
up
.
Out
on
the
lobby
,
where
it
was
dark
,
she
took
hold
of
my
hand
,
and
led
me
on
.
There
was
no
necessity
for
my
being
so
quiet
,
she
said
,
I
could
very
well
talk
.
We
entered
.
Whilst
she
lit
the
candle
--
it
was
not
a
lamp
she
lit
,
but
a
candle
--
whilst
she
lit
the
candle
,
she
said
,
with
a
little
laugh
:
"
But
now
you
must
n't
look
at
me
.
Ugh
!
I
am
so
ashamed
,
but
I
will
never
do
it
again
.
"
"
What
will
you
never
do
again
?
"
"
I
will
never
...
ugh
...
no
...
good
gracious
...
I
will
never
kiss
you
again
!
"
"
Wo
n't
you
?
"
I
said
,
and
we
both
laughed
.
I
stretched
out
my
arms
to
her
,
and
she
glided
away
;
slipped
round
to
the
other
side
of
the
table
.
We
stood
a
while
and
gazed
at
one
another
;
the
candle
stood
right
between
us
.
"
Try
and
catch
me
,
"
she
said
;
and
with
much
laughter
I
tried
to
seize
hold
of
her
.
Whilst
she
sprang
about
,
she
loosened
her
veil
,
and
took
off
her
hat
;
her
sparkling
eyes
hung
on
mine
,
and
watched
my
movements
.
I
made
a
fresh
sortie
,
and
tripped
on
the
carpet
and
fell
,
my
sore
foot
refusing
to
bear
me
up
any
longer
.
I
rose
in
extreme
confusion
.
"
Lord
,
how
red
you
did
get
!
"
she
said
.
"
Well
it
was
awfully
awkward
of
you
.
"
"
Yes
,
it
was
,
"
I
agreed
,
and
we
began
the
chase
afresh
.
