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"Our situations, our claims, our prospects, thus widely differing, dare I entail upon you evils to which your firmness and your recompense might, alas! be unequal?"
"You love me not:" (his cheeks glowing and his eyes flashing fire:) "did you love me, these suspicions, so unworthy of yourself and your lover, would have no place in your heart. I perceive but too plainly that you distrust and despise me!"
"My friend! my beloved friend! your emotion afflicts, but does not offend me. Have pity on my weakness, on my youth, my sex. My heart sinks under the task imposed
