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falsehoods thus, while he reads our secrets in spite of ourselves, his own are locked up. What cowardice! What unworthy meanness.

This reproach, which I but too much merited, drove me so furious that, had it not been for Gelanor, I should certainly have committed some fatal crime. Stop, madman, cried the philosopher, stop, complete not your dishonour, by avenging yourself on a defenceless rival.

The authoritative voice of virtue brought me to myself; but Gelanor could not convince me of my error without vexing me; I left him hastily, and went and shut myself into my own apartment, that I might indulge, without constraint, my chagrin and ill humour.

I became gloomy, impatient, morose; fled society, wandered mournfully in my palace, and sought for Rosamond against my will; she avoided me when I endeavoured to approach her; I saw so much perplexity and disdain in her countenance, that I durst not speak.

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