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Sir Rowland, meantime, paced his chamber with a quick and agitated step. He was ill at ease, though he would not have confessed his disquietude even to himself. Not conceiving that his sister-feeble as she was, and yielding as she had ever shown herself to his wishes, whether expressed or implied-would depart without consulting him, he was equally