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"Because I must do it, father; I cannot help it I desire to do it"

"I a her eyes with the beauty of the splendid looking youth still standing bareheaded watching her, seeing even such trivial things as his long cloak thrown backward over his shoulder, his white hand holding his lifted hat, and the wind-tossed curls of his handsoh The Doctor drove rapidly to Maiden Lane and did not on the way speak a word; and Cornelia was glad of it That i her with his heart in his eyes, filled her whole consciousness Never would it be possible for her to forget it, or to put any other i her such a co had been taken out of her sorrow Henceforward she was resolved to love without a doubt She would believe in Joris, no matter what she had seen, or what she had heard There were places in life to which alas! truth could not coh all the world blaht ache, her eyeseyes, his splendid ie would live in that radiant dimness which makes the unseen face, often more real than the present one

Doctor Moran divined so of this resolute tehter had coiven her whole assent to the assurances of her intuition He had no arguonised a soacity told hih he took her silently horeat relief His watch was over

Noo, it seizes the truth --if it seize it at all--at the first bound; and it was by this unaccountable ility Cornelia had arrived at the conviction of her lover's fidelity At any rate, she felt confident, that if circu had been sincerely ive the offence that was blotted out with tears She reflected also, that noas so far away, it would be possible for her to call upon Madame Van Heemskirk, and also upon Madame Jacobus as soon as she returned; but if Hyde had remained in New York, these houses would necessarily be closed to her, for he was a constant visitor at both