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"
A
very
open
compliment
!
"
he
said
,
forcing
a
laugh
--
and
with
almost
rough
haste
,
he
suddenly
let
down
the
window
of
the
carriage
though
the
night
was
bitter
cold
--
"
This
vehicle
is
suffocating
me
--
let
us
have
some
air
.
See
how
the
stars
are
shining
!
--
like
great
crown
jewels
--
Deity
's
regalia
!
Hard
frost
,
like
hard
times
,
brings
noble
works
into
prominence
.
Yonder
,
far
off
,
is
a
star
you
can
hardly
perceive
;
red
as
a
cinder
at
times
and
again
blue
as
the
lightning
--
I
can
always
discover
it
,
though
many
can
not
.
It
is
Algol
--
judged
by
superstitious
folk
to
be
an
evil
star
.
I
love
it
chiefly
on
account
of
its
bad
reputation
--
it
is
no
doubt
much
maligned
.
It
may
be
a
cold
quarter
of
hell
where
weeping
spirits
sit
frozen
in
ice
made
of
their
own
congealed
tears
--
or
it
may
be
a
preparatory
school
for
Heaven
--
who
knows
!
Yonder
too
,
shines
Venus
--
your
star
Geoffrey
!
--
for
you
are
in
love
my
friend
!
--
come
confess
it
!
are
you
not
?
"
"
I
am
not
sure
;
"
--
I
answered
slowly
--
"
The
phrase
'
in
love
'
scarcely
describes
my
present
feeling
...
.
"
"
You
have
dropped
these
,
"
--
he
said
suddenly
,
picking
up
a
fast
fading
knot
of
violets
from
the
floor
of
the
brougham
and
holding
them
towards
me
.
He
smiled
,
as
I
uttered
an
exclamation
of
annoyance
.
They
were
Lady
Sibyl
's
flowers
which
I
had
inadvertently
let
fall
,
and
I
saw
he
knew
it
.
I
took
them
from
his
hand
in
silence
"
My
dear
fellow
,
do
not
try
to
hide
your
intentions
from
your
best
friend
,
"
--
he
said
seriously
and
kindly
--
"
You
wish
to
marry
the
Earl
of
Elton
's
beautiful
daughter
,
and
you
shall
.
Trust
me
!
--
I
will
do
everything
I
can
to
promote
your
desire
.
"
"
You
will
?
"
I
exclaimed
with
unconcealed
delight
,
for
I
fully
recognised
the
influence
he
had
over
Sibyl
's
father
.
"
I
will
,
I
promise
--
"
he
answered
gravely
--
"
I
assure
you
that
such
a
marriage
would
be
one
after
my
own
heart
.
I
'll
do
all
I
can
for
you
--
and
I
have
made
many
matches
in
my
time
!
"
My
heart
beat
high
with
triumph
--
and
when
we
parted
that
night
I
wrung
his
hand
fervently
and
told
him
I
was
devoutly
grateful
to
the
fates
for
sending
me
such
a
good
friend
as
he
was
.
"
Grateful
to
--
whom
did
you
say
?
"
he
asked
with
a
whimsical
look
.
"
To
the
Fates
!
"
"
Are
you
really
?
They
are
very
ugly
sisters
I
believe
.
Perhaps
they
were
your
ghostly
visitors
of
last
night
!
"
