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    “Yes;  from mere politeness: I need not go, I am sure,” I answered.

    “ell, I observed to  as you o company, I did not ty—all strangers; and s, tell  is my particular wiss, say I scumacy.’”

    “I  give  trouble,” I anster may be; but I don’t like it. Shere, Mrs. Fairfax?”

    “No; I pleaded off, and ted my plea. I’ll tell you o manage so as to avoid t of making a formal entrance,  of t go into t is empty, before table; c in any quiet nook you like; you need not stay long after tlemen come in, unless you please: just let Mr. Rocer see you are tice you.”

    “ill think?”

    “Perainly not more. After ter recess, Sir George Lynn, ed member for Millcote, o toake ; I daresay Mr. Rocer  racted a stay at thornfield.”

    It repidation t I perceived to repair o tate of ecstasy all day, after o be presented to t  till Sopion of dressing  sance of teadied ime sers, in frock put on, ied, and tens adjusted, so o disarrange tire: le caking care previously to lift up tin skirt for fear s, and assured me s stir till I  dress (temple’s  on; my , the pearl brooch, soon assumed. e descended.

    Fortunately trance to t ted at dinner. e found tment vacant; a large fire burning silently on t solitude, amid te floables ain  as ion ty in t notion could be distinguishing murmur.

    Adèle, ill under t solemnising impression, sat do a stool I pointed out to ired to a , and taking a book from a table near, endeavoured to read. Adèle brougool to my feet; ere long s