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Hence, bashful cunning,
And prompt me, plain and holy innocence.
I am your wife if you will marry me.
-TEMPEST
Amabel awoke to such a sense of relief and repose that she scarcely liked to ask herself the cause, lest it might ruffle her complete peace. Those words 'all right,' seemed to be enough to assure her that the cloud was gone.