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In this state ofto Ada drowned? Young souls, in such pleasant deliriu nectar; they are isolated from all appeals by a barrier of dreams--by invisible looks and i up the butter, and her head filled with these pictures of theby Mr Irwine's side towards the valley of the Willow Brook, had also certain indistinct anticipations, running as an undercurrent in histo Mr Irwine's account of Dinah--indistinct, yet strong enough to make him feel rather conscious when Mr Irwine suddenly said, "What fascinated you so in Mrs Poyser's dairy, Arthur? Have you beco dishes?"

Arthur knew the rector too well to suppose that a clever invention would be of any use, so he said, with his accustomed frankness, "No, I went to look at the pretty butter-maker Hetty Sorrel She's a perfect Hebe; and if I were an artist, I would paint her It's ahters, when the men are such clowns That common, round, red face one sees sometimes in the men--all cheek and no features, like Martin Poyser's--co phiz i Hetty in an artistic light, but Iher little noddle with the notion that she's a great beauty, attractive to fine gentle's, for exalances on her The little puss seeh to make a husband as miserable as it's a law of nature for a quiet , I hope our friend Adaone He will only have his mother to keep in future, and I've a notion that there's a kindness between hi that fell fro to him But when I mentioned the subject to Adam he looked uneasy and turned the conversation I suppose the love-s back till he's in a better position He has independence of spirit enough for two "