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  `Well,Iamcometohearyourexplanation。’
  `ItoldyouIwouldnotgiveit,’saidshe。`Isaidyouwereunworthyofmyconfidence。’
  `Oh,verywell,’repliedI,movingtothedoor。
  `Stayamoment,’saidshe。`ThisisthelasttimeIshallseeyou:don’tgojustyet。’
  Iremained,awaitingherfurthercommands。
  Tellme,’resumedshe,`onwhatgroundsyoubelievethesethingsagainstme;whotoldyou?andwhatdidtheysay?’
  Ipausedamoment。Shemetmyeyeasunflinchinglyasifherbosomhadbeensteeledwithconsciousinnocence。Shewasresolvedtoknowtheworst,anddeterminedtodareittoo。`Icancrushthatboldspirit,’thoughtI。ButwhileIsecretlyexultedinmypower,Ifeltdisposedtodallywithmyvictimlikeacat。ShowingherthebookthatIstillheldinmyhand,andpointingtothenameontheflyleaf,butfixingmyeyeuponherface,Iasked,——
  `Doyouknowthatgentleman?’
  `OfcourseIdo,’repliedshe;andasuddenflushsuffusedherfeatures——whetherofshameorangerIcouldnottell:itratherresembledthelatter。`Whatnext,sir?’
  `Howlongisitsinceyousawhim?’
  `Whogaveyoutherighttocatechiseme,onthisoranyothersubject?’
  `Oh,noone!——it’squiteatyouroptionwhethertoanswerornot——Andnow,letmeask——haveyouheardwhathaslatelybefallenthisfriendofyours?——because,ifyouhavenot——’
  `Iwillnotbeinsulted,MrMarkham!’criedshe,almostinfuriatedatmymanner——`Soyouhadbetterleavethehouseatonce,ifyoucameonlyforthat。’
  `Ididnotcometoinsultyou:Icametohearyourexplanation。’
  `AndItellyouIwon’tgiveit!’retortedshe,pacingtheroominastateofstrongexcitement,withherhandsclaspedtightlytogether,breathingshort,andflashingfiresofindignationfromhereyes。`Iwillnotcondescendtoexplainmyselftoonethatcanmakeajestofsuchhorriblesuspicions,andbesoeasilyledtoentertainthem。’
  `Idonotmakeajestofthem,MrsGraham,’returnedI,droppingatoncemytoneoftauntingsarcasm。’IheartilywishIcouldfindthemajestingmatter!Andastobeingeasilyledtosuspect,Godonlyknowswhatablind,incredulousfoolIhavehithertobeen,perseveringlyshuttingmyeyesandstoppingmyearsagainsteverythingthatthreatenedtoshakemyconfidenceinyou,tillproofitselfconfoundedmyinfatuation!’
  `Whatproof,sir?’
  `Well,I’lltellyou。YourememberthateveningwhenIwasherelast?’
  `Ido。’
  `Eventhen,youdroppedsomehintsthatmighthaveopenedtheeyesofawiserman;buttheyhadnosucheffectuponme:Iwentontrustingandbelieving,hopingagainsthope,andadoringwhereIcouldnotcomprehend——Itsohappened,however,thatafterIhadleftyou,Iturnedback——drawnbypuredepthofsympathy,andardourofaffection——notdaringtointrudemypresenceopenlyuponyou,butunabletoresistthetemptationofcatchingoneglimpsethroughthewindow,justtoseehowyouwere;forIhadleftyouapparentlyingreataffliction,andIpartlyblamedmyownwantofforbearanceanddiscretionasthecauseofit。IfIdidwrong,lovealonewasmyincentive,andthepunishmentwassevereenough;foritwasjustasIhadreachedthattree,thatyoucameoutintothegardenwithyourfriend。Notchoosingtoshowmyself,underthecircumstances,Istoodstill,intheshadow,tillyouhadbothpassedby。’
  `Andhowmuchofourconversationdidyouhear?’
  `Iheardquiteenough,Helen。AnditwaswellformethatIdidhearit;fornothinglesscouldhavecuredmyinfatuation。Ialwayssaidandthought,thatIwouldneverbelieveawordagainstyou,unlessIhearditfromyourownlips。AllthehintsandaffirmationsofothersItreatedasmalignant,baselessslanders;yourownself-accusationsIbelievedtobeoverstrained;andallthatseemedunaccountableinyourposition,I
  trustedthatyoucouldaccountforifyouchose。’
  MrsGrahamhaddiscountinuedherwalk。Sheleantagainstoneendofthechimney-piece,oppositethatnearwhichIwasstanding,withherchinrestingonherclosedhand,hereyes——nolongerburningwithanger,butgleamingwithrestlessexcitement——sometimesglancingatmewhileI
  spoke,thencoursingtheoppositewall,orfixeduponthecarpet。
  `Youshouldhavecometome,afterall,’saidshe,`andheardwhatIhadtosayinmyownjustification。Itwasungenerousandwrongtowithdrawyourselfsosecretlyandsuddenly,immediatelyaftersuchardentprotestationsofattachment,withouteverassigningareasonforthechange。
  Youshouldhavetoldmeall——nomatterhowbitterly——Itwouldhavebeenbetterthanthissilence。’
  `TowhatendshouldIhavedoneso?——Youcouldnothaveenlightenedmefarther,onthesubjectwhichaloneconcernedme;norcouldyouhavemademediscredittheevidenceofmysenses。Idesiredourintimacytobediscontinuedatonce,asyouyourselfhadacknowledgedwouldprobablybethecaseifIknewall;butIdidnotwishtoupbraidyou,——thoughasyoualsoacknowledgedyouhaddeeplywrongedme——Yes;youhavedonemeaninjuryyoucanneverrepair——oranyothereither——youhaveblightedthefreshnessandpromiseofyouth,andmademylifeawilderness!Imightliveahundredyears,butIcouldneverrecoverfromtheeffectsofthiswitheringblow——andneverforgetit!Hereafter——Yousmile,MrsGraham,’
  saidI,suddenlystoppingshort,checkedinmypassionatedeclamationbyunutterablefeelingstobeholdheractuallysmilingatthepictureoftheruinshehadwrought。
  `DidI?’repliedshe,lookingseriouslyup,`Iwasnotawareofit。IfIdid,itwasnotforpleasureatthethoughtofthehadIhaddoneyou——HeavenknowsIhavehadtormentenoughatthebarepossibilityofthat!——`itwasforjoytofindthatyouhadsomedepthofsoulandfeelingafterall,andtohopethatIhadnotbeenutterlymistakeninyourworth。
  Butsmilesandtearsaresoalikewithme;theyareneitherofthemconfinedtoanyparticularfeelings:IoftencrywhenIamhappy,andsmilewhenIamsad。’
  Shelookedatmeagain,andseemedtoexpectareply;butIcontinuedsilent。
  `Wouldyoubeveryglad,’resumedshe,`tofindthatyouweremistakeninyourconclusions?’
  `Howcanyouaskit,Helen?’
  `Idon’tsayIcanclearmyselfaltogether,’saidshe,speakinglowandfast,whileherheartbeatvisiblyandherbosomheavedwithexcitement,——`butwouldyoubegladtodiscoverIwasbetterthanyouthinkme?’
  `Anythingthatcould,intheleastdegree,tendtorestoremyformeropinionofyou,toexcusetheregardIstillfeelforyou,andalleviatethepangsofunutterableregretthataccompanyit,wouldbeonlytoogladly——tooeagerlyreceived!’
  Hercheeksbadandherwholeframetrembled,now,withexcessofagitation。Shedidnotspeak,butflewtoherdesk,andmatchingthencewhatseemedathickalbumormanuscriptvolume,hastilytoreawayafewleavesfromtheend,andthrusttherestintomyhand,saying,`Youneedn’treaditall;buttakeithomewithyou,’——andhurriedfromtheroofButwhenIhadleftthehouse,andwasproceedingdownthewalk,sheopenedthewindowandcalledmeback。Itwasonlytosay,——
  `Bringitbackwhenyouhavereadit;anddon’tbreatheawordofwhatittellsyoutoanylivingbeing——Itrusttoyourhonour。’
  BeforeIcouldanswer,shehadclosedthecasementandturnedaway。Isawhercastherselfbackintheoldoakchair,andcoverherfacewithherhands。Herfeelingshadbeenwroughttoapitchthatrendereditnecessarytoseekreliefintears。
  Pantingwitheagerness,andstrugglingtosuppressmyhopes,I
  hurriedhome,andrushedupstairstomyroom,——havingfirstprovidedmyselfwithacandle,thoughitwasscarcelytwilightyet,——then,shutandboltedthedoor,determinedtotoleratenointerruption,andsittingdownbeforethetable,openedoutmyprizeanddeliveredmyselfuptoitsperusal——first,hastilyturningovertheleavesandsnatchingasentencehemandthere,andthen,settingmyselfsteadilytoreaditthrough。
  Ihaveitnowbeforeme;andthoughyoucouldnot,ofcourse,peruseitwithhalftheinterestthatIdid,Iknowyouwouldnotbesatisfiedwithanabbreviationofitscontents,andyoushallhavethe`whole,save,perhaps,afewpassageshereandthereofmerelytemporalinteresttothewriter,orsuchaswouldservetoencumberthestoryratherthanelucidateit,Itbeginssomewhatabruptly,thus——butwewillreserveitscommencementforanotherchapter,andcallit,——
  TheTenantofWildfellHall:Chapter16CHAPTER16TheWarningsofExperienceJune1st,1821——WehavejustreturnedtoStaningley——thatis,wereturnedsomedaysago,andIamnotyetsettled,andfeelasifInevershouldbe。Welefttownsoonerthanwasintended,inconsequenceofmyuncle’sindisposition——Iwonderwhatwouldhavebeentheresultifwehadstayedthefulltime。Iamquiteashamedofmynew-sprungdistasteforcountrylife。Allmyformeroccupationsseemsotediousanddull,myformeramusementssoinsipidandunprofitable。Icannotenjoymymusic,becausethereisnoonetohearit。Icannotenjoymywalks,becausethereisnoonetomeet。Icannotenjoymybooks,becausetheyhavenotpowertoarrestmyattention:myheadissohauntedwiththerecollectionsofthelastfewweeksthatIcannotattendtothem。Mydrawingsuitsmebest,forIcandrawandthinkatthesametime;andifmyproductionscannotnowbeseenbyanyonebutmyselfandthosewhodonotcareaboutthem,theypossiblymaybe,hereafter。Butthen,thereisonefaceIamalwaystryingtopaintortosketch,andalwayswithoutsuccess;andthatvexesme。Asfortheownerofthatface,Icannotgethimoutofmymind——and,indeed,Inevertry。Iwonderwhetherheeverthinksofme;andIwonderwhetherIshalleverseehimagain。Andthenmightfollowatrainofotherwonderments——questionsfortimeandfatetoanswer,concludingwith:——supposingalltherestbeansweredintheaffirmative,IwonderwhetherIshalleverrepentit——asmyauntwouldtellmeIshould,ifsheknewwhatIwasthinkingabout。
  HowdistinctlyIrememberourconversationthateveningbeforeourdeparturefortown,whenweweresittingtogetheroverthefire,myunclehavinggonetobedwithaslightattackofthegout。
  `Helen,’saidshe,afterathoughtfulsilence,`doyoueverthinkaboutmarriage?’
  `Yes,aunt,often。’
  `Anddoyouevercontemplatethepossibilityofbeingmarriedyourself,orengaged,beforetheseasonisover?’
  `Sometimes;butIdon’tthinkitatalllikelythatIevershall。’`Whyso?’
  `BecauseIimaginetheremustbeonlyavery,veryfewmenintheworld,thatIshouldliketomarry;andofthosefew,itistentooneImayneverbeacquaintedwithone;orifIshould,itistwentytoonehemaynothappentobesingle,ortotakeafancytome。’
  `Thatisnoargumentatall。Itmaybeverytrue——andIhopeistrue,thatthereareveryfewmenwhomyouwouldchoosetomarry,ofyourself——Itisnot,indeed,tobesupposedthatyouwouldwishtomarryanyone,tillyouwereasked:agirl’saffectionsshouldneverbewonunsought。
  Butwhentheyaresought——whenthecitadeloftheheartisfairlybesieged,itisapttosurrendersoonerthantheownerisawareof,andoftenagainstherbetterjudgment,andinoppositiontoallherpreconceivedideasofwhatshecouldhaveloved,unlessshebeextremelycarefulanddiscreet。
  NowIwanttowarnyou,Helen,ofthesethings,andtoexhortyoutobewatchfulandcircumspectfromtheverycommencementofyourcareer,andnottosufferyourhearttobestolenfromyoubythefirstfoolishorunprincipledpersonthatcovetsthepossessionofit——Youknow,mydear,youareonlyjusteighteen;thereisplentyoftimebeforeyou,andneitheryourunclenorIareinanyhurrytogetyouoffourhands;and,Imayventuretosay,therewillbenolackofsuitors;foryoucanboastagoodfamily,aprettyconsiderablefortuneandexpectations,and,Imayaswelltellyoulikewise——forifIdon’totherswill——thatyouhaveafairshareofbeauty,besides——andIhopeyoumayneverhavecausetoregretit!——’
  `Ihopenot,aunt;butwhyshould,youfearit?’
  `Because,mydear,beautyisthatqualitywhich,nexttomoney,isgenerallythemostattractivetotheworstkindsofmen;and,therefore,itislikelytoentailagreatdealoftroubleonthepossessor。’
  `Haveyoubeentroubledinthatway,aunt?’
  `No,Helen,’saidshe,withreproachfulgravity,`butIknowmanythathave;andsome,throughcarelessness,havebeenthewretchedvictimsofdeceit;andsome,throughweakness,havefallenintosnaresandtemptationsterribletorelate’