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charming with beauty and endowed with the gifts of rank and fortune,
sits and smiles in the eyes of a gentleman you-'
'I what?'
'You know- and perhaps think well of.'
'I don't know the gentlemen here. I have scarcely interchanged a
syllable with one of them; and as to thinking well of them, I consider
some respectable, and stately, and middle-aged, and others young,
dashing, handsome, and lively: but certainly they are all at liberty
to be the recipients of whose smiles they please, without my feeling
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disposed to consider the transaction of any moment to me.'
'You don't know the gentlemen here? You have not exchanged a
syllable with one of them? Will you say that of the master of the
house!'
'He is not at home.'
'A profound remark! A most ingenious quibble! He went to Millcote
this morning, and will be back here to-night or to-morrow: does that
circumstance exclude him from the list of your acquaintance- blot him,
as it were, out of existence?'
'No; but I can scarcely see what Mr. Rochester has to do with the
theme you had introduced.'
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