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'La! my lord, you always are so polite!'
CHAPTER V.
When the breakfast was over, they wandered about the valley, which
Cadurcis could not sufficiently admire. Insensibly he drew Venetia
from the rest of the party, on the pretence of showing her a view at
some little distance. They walked along by the side of a rivulet,
which glided through the hills, until they were nearly a mile from the
villa, though still in sight.
'Venetia,' he at length said, turning the conversation to a more
interesting topic, 'your father and myself have disburthened our minds
to each, other this morning; I think we know each other now as well as
if we were as old acquaintances as myself and his daughter.'
'Ah! I knew that you and papa must agree,' said Venetia; 'I was saying
so this morning to my mother.'
'Venetia,' said Cadurcis, with a laughing eye, 'all this is very
strange, is it not?'
'Very strange, indeed, Plantagenet; I should not be surprised if it
appeared to you as yet even incredible.'
'It is miraculous,' said Cadurcis, 'but not incredible; an angel
interfered, and worked the miracle. I know all.'
Venetia looked at him with a faint flush upon her cheek; she gathered
a flower and plucked it to pieces.
'What a singular destiny ours has been, Venetia! 'said Cadurcis.
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