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CHAPTER XLIII.
With unsteady footsteps, and covered with blushes, Juliet repaired to the parlour, where Harleigh, with delighted, yet trembling impatience, was awaiting her arrival.
The door was half open, and he had placed himself at a distant window, to force her entire entrance into the room, before she could see him, or speak; but, that point gained, he hastened to shut it, exclaiming, "How happy for me is this incident, whatever may have been its origin! Let me instantly avail myself of it, to entreat—"
"Give me leave," interrupted Juliet, looking every way to avoid his eyes; "to deliver my message. Miss Joddrel—"
"When we begin," cried Harleigh, eagerly, "upon the unhappy Elinor,
