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She was so childlike , so artless , so different from anyone whom he had ever known , that he was interested in her at once . But Arthur Carrollton never did a thing precipitately . She might have many glaring faults ; he must see her more , must know her better , ere he lavished upon her the love whose deep fountains had never yet been stirred . After this manner he reasoned as he walked up and down his chamber , while Maggie , on her sleepless pillow , was thinking , too , of him , wondering if she did hate him as much as she intended , and if Henry would be offended at her sitting up with him until after twelve o'clock . It was nearly half-past nine when Maggie awoke next morning , and making a hasty toilet she descended to the dining room , where she found Mr. Carrollton awaiting her . He had been up a long time ; but when Anna Jeffrey , blessed with an uncommon appetite , fretted at the delay of breakfast , and suggested calling Margaret , he objected , saying she needed rest , and must not be disturbed . So , in something of a pet , the young lady breakfasted alone with her aunt , Mr. Carrollton preferring to wait for Maggie .