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_She_ is not going back, too?
AUSTIN. Oh, no, not for a long time. They are over here indefinitely.
JINNY. I've been too horrid and nasty for words this morning, Jack--I'm
so sorry.
AUSTIN. It's over and forgotten now.
JINNY. You _do_ forgive me?
AUSTIN. Of course, dear; only I want to say this one thing to you: to
suspect unjustly a _true_ love is to insult that love!
JINNY. I didn't really suspect you.
AUSTIN. Of course I know you didn't; this is only by way of a
grandfatherly warning! It is possible to insult a true love too
often--and love can die--
JINNY. Sh! don't, please, say any more. You have forgiven me, haven't
you?
AUSTIN. Yes!
JINNY. Then kiss me!
AUSTIN. [_Smiling._] Here! My dear, some one will see us!
JINNY. No, only Apollo; see, there's no one else about--it's luncheon
hour!
AUSTIN. But--
[_Taking her hand._
JINNY. [_Pulling him._] Come along, then, behind the statue. No one will
see us there!
[_They are behind the statue a moment and then come around the other
side._
JINNY. There! no one saw us, and I'm so _happy_, are you?
AUSTIN.
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