RODERICK HUDSON
"Would you have done this if you had not seen a certain person?"
"What person?"
"The young lady you so much admire."
She looked at him with quickened attention; then suddenly, "This is really interesting," she exclaimed. "Let us see what's in it." And she flung herself into a chair and pointed to another.
"You don't answer my question," Rowland said.
"You 've no right that I know of to ask it. But it 's very intelligent—it puts such a lot into it. Into my having seen her, I mean." She paused a moment; then with her eyes on him, "She helped me certainly," she went on.
"Provoked you, you mean, to hurt her—through Roderick?"
For a moment she deeply coloured, and he had really not intended to force the tears to her eyes. A cold clearness, however, quickly forced them back. "I see your train of reasoning, but it 's really all wrong. I meant no harm whatever to Miss Garland; I should be extremely sorry to cause her any distress. Tell me that, since I assure you of that, you believe it."
"How am I to tell you," he asked in a moment, "that I don't?"
"And yet your idea of an inward connexion between our meeting and what has happened since corresponds to something that has been, for me, an inward reality. I took into my head, as I told you," Christina continued, "to be greatly struck with Miss Garland (since that's her sweet name!)
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