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`` I dare say he 'll come over again soon , my dear , '' said that discriminating lady . She had quite taken Goneril back into her good graces . They all sat together in the little parlor after dinner . At eight o'clock the door-bell rang . It was now seven weeks since Goneril had blushed with excitement when first she heard that ring , and now she did not blush . The signorino entered . He walked very straight and his lips were set .