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As she repeated the words--'should we ever meet again!' she
shrunk as if this was a circumstance, which had never before occurred
to her, and tears came to her eyes, which she hastily dried, for she
heard footsteps approaching, and then the door of the pavilion open,
and, on turning, she saw--Valancourt. An emotion of mingled
pleasure, surprise and apprehension pressed so suddenly upon her
heart as almost to overcome her spirits; the colour left her cheeks,
then returned brighter than before, and she was for a moment unable
to speak, or to rise from her chair. His countenance was the mirror,
in which she saw her own emotions reflected, and it roused her to
self-command. The joy, which had animated his features, when he
entered the pavilion, was suddenly repressed, as, approaching, he
perceived her agitation, and, in a tremulous voice, enquired after
her health. Recovered from her first surprise, she answered him with
a tempered smile; but a variety of opposite emotions still assailed
her heart, and struggled to subdue the mild dignity of her manner.


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