She was vehemently impatient—she did not clearly know for what—to do, to be, to experience. Days later, Sebastian found her by the lake, sobbing. Why don’t you go in? Charvill is there. She saw herself begin a slow, sinuous dance: and stop suddenly in the middle of a figure, conscious that the dance was not impromptu, her own, but native—the same dance she had quitted but a few minutes gone. . "But, take my advice, and keep out of Sir Rowland's way, or you'll get the poor lady into trouble as well as me.
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