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"At the back of the arbor," she nodded, "with ,

--I am sometimes a little deaf, you see"

"You --?"

"And I enjoyed it all very much, especially your 'immaculate' speech,

which was very heroic, but perfectly ridiculous, of course Indeed,

you are a dreadfully young, young sir, I fear In future, I warn you

not to tell a woin to think you don't love her at all To be over-respectful

doesn't sit well on a lover, and 'tisto

the lady, poor soul!"

"To hearken to a private conversation doesn't sit well on a lady,

sir But then, you see, I'm neither I'm only a

Duchess, and a very old one at that, and I think I told you I wore a

wig? But 'all the world loves a lover,' and so do I As soon as ever

I saw you I knew you for a lover of the 'everything-or-nothing' type

Oh, yes, all lovers are of different types, sir, and I think I know

'eo--lovers

were a hobby of mine,--I studied the-or-nothing, fire-and-ice, kiss-me-or-kill-me'

type That hy I followed you, that hy I watched and listened,

and, I grieve to say, I didn't find you as deliciously brutal as I

had hoped"

"Brutal, madam? Indeed, I--"