Your heart, which is clear and transparent as
crystal, lies ever unveiled before me, and I listen with devout love
to its every pulse. I am sure that you do not wish to dance to-day,
my love."
"I wish to dance, and I will dance, because it gives me pleasure."
"Because you are like a sweet child and like the angels," said Lord
Elliot, eagerly; "your heart is gay and innocent. You are like a
fluttering Cupid, sleeping in flower-cups and dreaming of stars and
golden sunshine; you know nothing of earthly and prosaic thoughts. I
must bind your wings, my beauteous butterfly, and hold you down in
the dust of this poor, pitiful world. Wait, only wait till you are
well; when your health is restored, you shall be richly repaid for
all your present self-denial. Every day I will procure you new
pleasures, prepare you new _fetes_; you shall dance upon carpets of
roses like an elfin queen."
"You promise me that?" said Camilla; "you promise me that you will
not prevent my dancing as much and as gayly as I like?"
"I promise you all this, Camilla, if you will only not dance now."
"Well," sighed she, "I agree to this; but I fear that my cousin,
Count Kindar, will be seriously displeased if I suddenly refuse him
the dance I promised him.
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