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eyebrows have become as thick as my finger, and your forehead
resembles what, in some very astonishing poetry, I once saw styled, "a
blue-piled thunderloft." That will be your married look, sir, I
suppose?'
'If that will be your married look, I, as a Christian, will soon
give up the notion of consorting with a mere sprite or salamander. But
what had you to ask, thing,- out with it?'
'There, you are less than civil now; and I like rudeness a great
deal better than flattery. I had rather be a thing than an angel. This
is what I have to ask,- Why did you take such pains to make me believe
you wished to marry Miss Ingram?'
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'Is that all? Thank God it is no worse!' And now he unknit his
black brows; looked down, smiling at me, and stroked my hair, as if
well pleased at seeing a danger averted. 'I think I may confess,' he
continued, 'even although I should make you a little indignant,
Jane- and I have seen what a fire-spirit you can be when you are
indignant. You glowed in the cool moonlight last night, when you
mutinied against fate, and claimed your rank as my equal. Janet, by famous painting