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"There, there, that's enough!" said Sir Harry, coerced by his
daughter's glances; "there's plenty of time before coming to all
that! You see, my dear boy, I always liked you, and had an immense
respect for your--your family; but, you see, Eleonora is young, and
under the circumstances she ought not to engage herself. She can't
any way marry before coming of age, and--considering all things--I
should much prefer that this should go no further."
"You ought both to be free!" said Lady Tyrrell.
"That I can never be!"
"Nor do you think that she can--only it sounds presumptuous," smiled
Lady Tyrrell. "Who can say? But things have to be proved; and
considering what young untried hearts are, it is safer and happier
for both that there should be perfect freedom, so that no harm
should be done, if you found that you had not known your own minds."
"It will make no difference to me."
"Oh yes, we know that!" laughed Sir Harry. "Only suppose you
changed your mind, we could not be angry with you."
"You don't think I could!"
"No, no," said Lady Tyrrell; "we think no such thing.


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