"
"Did I understand you to say she was handsome?"
"Beautiful."
"And I fell in love with her?"
"You had all the symptoms. But why do you insist on talking on such a
disagreeable subject? Come, let's go and find Proctor."
"Wait. One question more. Have you seen Avis?"
"Yes."
"Who is she?"
"I believe she is a friend of the family merely."
"Does she live here?"
"She is staying here for the present."
"Is she beautiful, too?"
"I shall leave you to be your own judge of that when you see her. Now, not
another question."
"Well," I said, as we started to find some of the others, "if the Mona of
your imagination gives you as much pleasure as Avis has given me before I
have seen her, I do not wonder that you cherish her memory."
This conversation left me still more anxious to see Avis, and I looked for
her return every moment, but the morning passed and finally the day wore
to its close without bringing us together. I did not like to make my
strong desire known by asking after her, and, besides, I began to have a
slight suspicion that there was some design in keeping us from meeting.
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