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"Ah, thank you!" said I, and began to fill my pipe, while she

watched me with her chin propped in her hands

"Peter!"

"Yes, Charrave a person as Mr Peter Vibart should seek

to marry so impossible a creature as--the Humble Person?"

"I think," I answered, "I think, if there is any special reason,

it is because of--your mouth"

"My mouth?"

"Or your eyes--or the way you have with your lashes"

Charhed

again, and shook her head

"But surely, Peter, surely there are thousands, millions of women

with mouths and eyes like--the Humble Person's?"

"It is possible," said I, "but none who have the same ith

their lashes"

"What do you mean?"

"I can't tell; I don't know"

"Don't you, Peter?"

"No--it is just a way"

"And so it is that you want to marry this very Humble Person?"

"I think I have wanted to fro a blind fool!"

"And--did it need a night walk in a thunderstorm to teach you?"