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MATILDA。
True； you drew with emotion her portrait just now。
LUVOIS。
With emotion？
MATILDA。
Yes； yes！ you described her； I know； As possess'd of a charm all unrivall'd。
LUVOIS。
Alas！ You mistook me completely！ You； madam； surpass This lady as moonlight does lamplight； as youth Surpasses its best imitations； as truth The fairest of falsehood surpasses； as nature Surpasses art's masterpiece； ay； as the creature Fresh and pure in its native adornment surpasses All the charms got by heart at the world's looking…glasses！ 〃Yet you said；〃she continued with some trepidation； 〃That you quite comprehended〃 。 。 。 a slight hesitation Shook the sentence； 。 。 。 〃a passion so strong as〃 。 。 。
LUVOIS。
〃True； true！ But not in a man that had once look'd at you。 Nor can I conceive； or excuse； or〃 。 。 。 Hush； hush！〃 She broke in； all more fair for one innocent blush。 〃Between man and woman these things differ so！ It may be that the world pardons 。 。 。 （how should I know？） In you what it visits on us； or 'tis true； It may be that we women are better than you。〃
LUVOIS。
Who denies it？ Yet； madam； once more you mistake。 The world； in its judgment； some difference may make 'Twixt the man and the woman； so far as respects Its social enchantments； but not as affects The one sentiment which it were easy to prove； Is the sole law we look to the moment we love。
MATILDA。
That may be。 Yet I think I should be less severe。 Although so inexperienced in such things； I fear I have learn'd that the heart cannot always repress Or account for the feelings which sway it。 〃Yes！ yes！ That is too true； indeed！〃 。 。 。 the Duke sigh'd。 And again For one moment in silence continued the twain。
XXII。
At length the Duke slowly； as though he had needed All this time to repress his emotions； proceeded： 〃And yet！ 。 。 。 what avails； then； to woman the gift Of a beauty like yours； if it cannot uplift Her heart from the reach of one doubt； one despair； One pang of wrong'd love； to which women less fair Are exposed； when they love？〃 With a quick change of tone； As though by resentment impell'd he went on： 〃The name that you bear； it is whisper'd； you took From love； not convention。 Well； lady； 。 。 。 that look So excited； so keen； on the face you must know Throughout all its expressionsthat rapturous glow； Those eloquent featuressignificant eyes Which that pale woman sees； yet betrays no surprise；〃 （He pointed his hand； as he spoke； to the door； Fixing with it Lucile and Lord Alfred） 。 。 。 〃before； Have you ever once seen what just now you may view In that face so familiar？ 。 。 。 no； lady； 'tis new。 Young； lovely； and loving； no doubt； as you are； Are you loved？〃 。 。 。
XXIII。
He look'd at herpausedfelt if thus far The ground held yet。 The ardor with which he had spoken； This close； rapid question； thus suddenly broken； Inspired in Matilda a vague sense of fear； As though some indefinite danger were near。 With composure； however； at once she replied： 〃'Tis three years since the day when I first was a bride； And my husband I never had cause to suspect； Nor ever have stoop'd； sir； such cause to detect。 Yet if in his looks or his acts I should see See； or fancysome moment's oblivion of me； I trust that I too should forget it；for you Must have seen that my heart is my husband's。〃 The hue On her cheek； with the effort wherewith to the Duke She had uttered this vague and half…frightened rebuke； Was white as the rose in her hand。 The last word Seem'd to die on her lip； and could scarcely be heard。 There was silence again。 A great step had been made By the Duke in the words he that evening had said。 There； half drown'd by the music； Matilda； that night； Had listen'dlong listen'dno doubt； in despite Of herself； to a voice she should never have heard； And her heart by that voice had been troubled and stirr'd。 And so having suffer'd in silence his eye To fathom her own； he resumed； with a sigh：
XXIV。
〃Will you suffer me； lady； your thoughts to invade By disclosing my own？ The position；〃 he said； 〃In which we so strangely seem placed may excuse The frankness and force of the words which I use。 You say that your heart is your husband's： You say That you love him。 You think so； of course； lady 。 。 。 nay； Such a love； I admit； were a merit； no doubt。 But； trust me； no true love there can be without Its dread penaltyjealousy。 〃Well； do not start！ Until now；either thanks to a singular art Of supreme self…control； you have held them all down Unreveal'd in your heart；or you never have known Even one of those fierce irresistible pangs Which deep passion engenders； that anguish which hangs On the heart like a nightmare； by jealousy bred。 But if； lady； the love you describe； in the bed Of a blissful security thus hath reposed Undisturb'd； with mild eyelids on happiness closed； Were it not to expose to a peril unjust； And most cruel； that happy repose you so trust； To meet； to receive； and； indeed； it may be； For how long I know not； continue to see A woman whose place rivals yours in the life And the heart which not only your title of wife； But also （forgive me！） your beauty alone； Should have made wholly yours？You； who gave all your own！ Reflect！'tis the peace of existence you stake On the turn of a die。 And for whosefor his sake？ While you witness this woman； the false point of view From which she must now be regarded by you Will exaggerate to you； whatever they be； The charms I admit she possesses。 To me They are trivial indeed； yet to your eyes； I fear And foresee； they will true and intrinsic appear。 Self…unconscious； and sweetly unable to guess How more lovely by far is the grace you possess； You will wrong your own beauty。 The graces of art； You will take for the natural charm of the heart； Studied manners； the brilliant and bold repartee； Will too soon in that fatal comparison be To your fancy more fair than the sweet timid sense Which； in shrinking； betrays its own best eloquence。 O then； lady； then； you will feel in your heart The poisonous pain of a fierce jealous dart！ While you see her； yourself you no longer will see； You will hear her； and hear not yourself；you will be Unhappy； unhappy； because you will deem Your own power less great than her power will seem。 And I shall not be by your side； day by day； In despite of your noble displeasure； to say 'You are fairer than she； as the star is more fair Than the diamond； the brightest that beauty can wear'〃
XXV。
This appeal； both by looks and by language； increased The trouble Matilda felt grow in her breast。 Still she spoke with what calmness she could 〃Sir； the while I thank you；〃 she said； with a faint scornful smile； 〃For your fervor in painting my fancied distress： Allow me the right some surprise to express At the zeal you betray in discl