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"
And
you
see
the
candles
?
"
"
Very
dimly
--
each
is
a
luminous
cloud
.
"
"
Can
you
see
me
?
"
"
No
,
my
fairy
:
but
I
am
only
too
thankful
to
hear
and
feel
you
.
"
"
When
do
you
take
supper
?
"
"
I
never
take
supper
.
"
"
But
you
shall
have
some
to-night
.
I
am
hungry
:
so
are
you
,
I
daresay
,
only
you
forget
.
"
Summoning
Mary
,
I
soon
had
the
room
in
more
cheerful
order
:
I
prepared
him
,
likewise
,
a
comfortable
repast
.
My
spirits
were
excited
,
and
with
pleasure
and
ease
I
talked
to
him
during
supper
,
and
for
a
long
time
after
.
There
was
no
harassing
restraint
,
no
repressing
of
glee
and
vivacity
with
him
;
for
with
him
I
was
at
perfect
ease
,
because
I
knew
I
suited
him
;
all
I
said
or
did
seemed
either
to
console
or
revive
him
.
Delightful
consciousness
!
It
brought
to
life
and
light
my
whole
nature
:
in
his
presence
I
thoroughly
lived
;
and
he
lived
in
mine
.
Blind
as
he
was
,
smiles
played
over
his
face
,
joy
dawned
on
his
forehead
:
his
lineaments
softened
and
warmed
.
After
supper
,
he
began
to
ask
me
many
questions
,
of
where
I
had
been
,
what
I
had
been
doing
,
how
I
had
found
him
out
;
but
I
gave
him
only
very
partial
replies
:
it
was
too
late
to
enter
into
particulars
that
night
.
Besides
,
I
wished
to
touch
no
deep-thrilling
chord
--
to
open
no
fresh
well
of
emotion
in
his
heart
:
my
sole
present
aim
was
to
cheer
him
.
Cheered
,
as
I
have
said
,
he
was
:
and
yet
but
by
fits
.
If
a
moment
's
silence
broke
the
conversation
,
he
would
turn
restless
,
touch
me
,
then
say
,
"
Jane
.
"
