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"Exactly my plan, fair demoiselle."
"That is" she continued, merrily, "if you promise to be submissive,
and not become a monopolist; for when you, Isabel, and myself are
together, I feel as if I had lost myself; I don't know to whom I
belong; you want me, Isabel wants me, until I don't know where I am."
"Belong to me, Vaura dear," he said, earnestly, and only heard by her,
"and all will be well;" aloud he said: "Submissive! yea, as a lamb; by
the beard of the Prophet I swear it."
"It would not be such a long look to swear by your own; you have a
very handsome one."
"_Merci_, dear Lady Esmondet; I shall take greater pride than ever in
it, now it has developed a new use."
"Or, being a true believer, you might have used Aaron's," said Vaura;
"only that then would the Prophet have no rest, even in the tomb."
"One requires rest there," said her godmother; "for the demon of
unrest hath got us in this lower sphere."
"And it's quite right that it should be so, godmother mine; and in
keeping with our ceaseless song of 'I'd be a butterfly.


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