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pression I have received of your humanity, your goodness, your generosity! . . . You will leave me, Mr. Harleigh, I am sure!"
Harleigh, as much soothed by these last words, as he was shocked by all that had preceded them, silently bowed; and, unable, with a good grace, to acquiesce in a determination which he was yet less entitled to resist, slowly, sadly, and speechless, with concentrated feelings, left the room.
"All good betide you, Sir!—and may every blessing be yours!"—in a voice of attempted cheerfulness, but involuntary tremour, was pronounced by Ellis, as, hastily rising, she herself shut the door.
