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figure sprang erect again with a start: he said nothing. I looked up
at him: he shunned my eye. I knew his thoughts well, and could read
his heart plainly; at the moment I felt calmer and cooler than he: I
had then temporarily the advantage of him, and I conceived an
inclination to do him some good, if I could.
'With all his firmness and self-control,' thought I, 'he tasks
himself too far: locks every feeling and pang within- expresses,
confesses, imparts nothing. I am sure it would benefit him to talk a
little about this sweet Rosamond, whom he thinks he ought not to
marry: I will make him talk.'
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I said first, 'Take a chair, Mr. Rivers.' But he answered, as he
always did, that he could not stay. 'Very well,' I responded,
mentally, 'stand if you like; but you shall not go just yet, I am
determined: solitude is at least as bad for you as it is for me.
I'll try if I cannot discover the secret spring of your confidence,
and find an aperture in that marble breast through which I can shed
one drop of the balm of sympathy.'
'Is this portrait like?' I asked bluntly.
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