The Hand of Ethelberta  by Thomas Hardy
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			had no idea who the lady was--I did not know it was you till two days 
			later, and I at once held my tongue. I vow to you upon my soul and life that what I say is true. How shall I prove my truth better than by my errand here?' 'Don't speak of this now. I am so occupied with other things. I am going to Rouen, and will think of it on my way.' 'I am going there too. When do you go?' 'I shall be in Rouen next Wednesday, I hope.' 'May I ask where?' 'Hotel Beau Sejour.' 'Will you give me an answer there? I can easily call upon you. It is now a month and more since you first led me to hope--' 'I did not lead you to hope--at any rate clearly.' 'Indirectly you did. And although I am willing to be as considerate as any man ought to be in giving you time to think over the question, there is a limit to my patience. Any necessary delay I will put up with, but I won't be trifled with. I hate all nonsense, and can't stand it.' 'Indeed. Good morning.' 'But Mrs. Petherwin--just one word.'  | 
		
			
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