LXII.

It was not that she feared the very worst:

His Grace was an enduring, married man,

And was not likely all at once to burst

Into a scene, and swell the clients' clan

Of Doctors' Commons; but she dreaded first

The magic of her Grace's talisman,

And next a quarrel (as he seemed to fret)

With Lord Augustus Fitz-Plantagenet.

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