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Ah now, ye gentle pair,--now think awhile. / Now, while ye still can think and still can smile. / So did they think / Only with graver thoughts, and smiles reduced / . --Leigh Hunt.
A month stole away as if it had been a day, and Lady Lodore was engaged to pass some weeks with another friend in a distant county. It was easily contrived, without contrivance, by Saville, that he should visit a relation who lived within a morning's ride of her new abode.