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individual His uish, and

his provocations; his beautiful, tantalizing, and mysterious lady-love;

his errand and its probable consequences, all were forgotten; and

Or or nobody in the world but himself and La

Masque La Masque! La Masque! that was the the, ild variations of alternate hope and fear, like every other

lover since the world began, and love was first an institution "As it

was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be," truly, truly it is

an odd and wonderful thing And you and I reat deal too sensible to wear our hearts in

our sleeves for such a bloodthirsty dew to peck at Orer-lived than Sir Norman's; he had been in love a whole month, and

had it badly, and was now at the very crisis of a malady Why did

she conceal her face--would she ever disclose it--would she listen to

him--would she ever love him? feverishly asked Passion; and Common Sense

(or what little of that useful commodity he had left) answered--probably

because she was eccentric--possibly she would disclose it for the same

reason; that he had only to try andhim, why, Common Sense owned he had her there