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not, in my turn," said he, as he pushed back the folding doors, "ask how you came here?—This passage is at least as extraordinary a road from the breakfast-parlour to your apartment, as that staircase can be from the stables to mine."
"I have been," said Catherine, looking down, "to see your mother's room."
"My mother's room!—Is there any thing extraordinary to be seen there?"
"No, nothing at all.—I thought you did not mean to come back till to-morrow."
"I did not expect to be able to return sooner, when I went away; but three hours ago I had the pleasure of finding nothing to detain me.—You look pale.—I am afraid I alarmed you
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