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    Chapter 24

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    Mrs. Wilson and Emily, in the fortnight they had been at Benfield Lodge,
    paid frequent and long visits to the cottage: and each succeeding
    interview left a more favorable impression of the character of its
    mistress, and a greater certainty that she was unfortunate. The latter,
    however, alluded very slightly to her situation or former life; she was a
    Protestant, to the great surprise of Mrs. Wilson; and one that misery had
    made nearly acquainted with the religion she professed. Their
    conversations chiefly turned on the customs of her own, as contrasted with
    those of her adopted country, or in a pleasant exchange of opinions, which
    the ladies possessed in complete unison. One morning John had accompanied
    them and been admitted; Mrs. Fitzgerald receiving him with the frankness
    of an old acquaintance, though with the reserve of a Spanish lady. His
    visits were permitted under the direction of his aunt, but no others of
    the gentlemen were included amongst her guests. Mrs. Wilson had casually
    mentioned, in the absence of her niece, the interposition of Denbigh
    between her and death; and Mrs. Fitzgerald was so much pleased at the
    noble conduct of the gentleman, as to express a desire to see him; but the
    impressions of the moment appeared to have died away, a nothing more was
    said by either lady on the subject, and it was apparently forgotten. Mrs.
    Fitzgerald was found one morning, weeping over a letter she held in her
    hand, and the Donna Lorenza was endeavoring to console her. The situation
    of this latter lady was somewhat doubtful; she appeared neither wholly a
    friend nor a menial. In the manners of the two there was a striking
    difference; although the Donna was not vulgar, she was far from possessing
    the polish of her more juvenile friend, and Mrs. Wilson considered her to
    be in a station between that of a housekeeper and that of a companion.
    After hoping that no unpleasant intelligence occasioned the distress they
    witnessed, the ladies were delicately about to take their leave, when Mrs.
    Fitzgerald entreated them to remain.

    "Your kind attention to me, dear madam, and the goodness of Miss Moseley,
    give you a claim to know more of the unfortunate being your sympathy has
    so greatly assisted to attain her peace of mind. This letter is from the

    gentleman of whom you have heard me speak, as once visiting me, and though
    it has struck me with unusual force, it contains no more than I expected
    to hear, perhaps no more than I deserve to hear."

    "I hope your friend has not been unnecessarily harsh: severity is not the
    best way, always, of effecting repentance, and I feel certain that you, my
    young friend, can have been guilty of no offence that does not rather
    require gentle than stern reproof," said Mrs.
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