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“Impatiently I waited for evening； when I might summon you to my presence。 An unusual—to me—a perfectly new character I suspected was yours： I desired to search it deeper and know it better。 You entered the room with a look and air at once shy and independent： you uch as you are now。 I made you talk： ere long I found you full of strange contrasts。 Your garb and manner were restricted by rule； your air was often diffident； and altogether that of one refined by nature； but absolutely unused to society； and a good deal afraid of making herself disadvantageously conspicuous by some solecism or blunder； yet when addressed； you lifted a keen； a daring； and a glowing eye to your interlocutor’s face： there was peration and power in each glance you gave； when plied by close questions； you found ready and round answers。 Very soon you seemed to get used to me： I believe you felt the existence of sympathy between you and your grim and cross master； Jane； for it was astonishing to see how quickly a certain pleasant ease tranquillised your manner： snarl as I would； you showed no surprise； fear； annoyance； or displeasure at my moroseness； you watched me； and now and then smiled at me with a simple yet sagacious grace I cannot describe。 I was at once content and stimulated with what I saw： I liked what I had seen； and wished to see more。 Yet； for a long time； I treated you distantly； and sought your pany rarely。 I was an intellectual epicure； and wished to prolong the gratification of making this novel and piquant acquaintance： besides； I was for a while troubled with a haunting fear that if I handled the flower freely its bloom would fade—the sweet charm of freshness would leave it。 I did not then know that it was no transitory blossom； but rather the radiant resemblan