"Oh, that's a very different thing!" laughed Lord Deepmere.
"You would have accepted HER, I suppose. That makes me hope that after all you prefer me."
"Oh, when things are nice I never prefer one to the other," said the young Englishman. "I take them all."
"Ah, what a horror! I won't be taken in that way; I must be kept apart," cried Madame de Bellegarde. "Mr. Newman is much better; he knows how to choose. Oh, he chooses as if he were threading a needle. He prefers Madame de Cintre to any conceivable creature or thing."
"Well, you can't help my being her cousin," said Lord Deepmere to Newman, with candid hilarity.
"Oh, no, I can't help that," said Newman, laughing back; "neither can she!"
"And you can't help my dancing with her," said Lord Deepmere, with sturdy simplicity.
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