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"I thank you, Mr Lydgate," said Mr Casaubon, after amore I have still to ask: did you communicate what you have

now told me to Mrs Casaubon?"

"Partly--Ito

explain why he had told Dorothea, but Mr Casaubon, with an

unhtly,

and said again, "I thank you," proceeding to reate, certain that his patient wished to be alone, soon left hiure with hands behind and head bent forward continued

to pace the here the dark yew-trees gave him a mute companionship

in melancholy, and the little shadows of bird or leaf that fleeted

across the isles of sunlight, stole along in silence as in the presence

of a sorrow Here was ainto the eyes of death--as passing through one of those

rare moments of experience e feel the truth of a co it, as the vision of

waters upon the earth is different from the delirious vision of the

water which cannot be had to cool the burning tongue When the