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This opportunity was not long wanting ; for , perfectly unconscious that Miss Torrington 's motive for hovering near her was to seek a confidential conversation , -- a species of communication from which she always shrunk , -- Henrietta , who really liked and admired her more than any person she had ever met with , readily seconded her wish , by again wandering into the garden-walks , on which the sun had just poured his parting beams , and where the full moon , rising at the same moment to take her turn of rule , shone with a splendour increasing every moment , and rendering the night more than a rival in beauty to the day . `` Let us go to the same seat we occupied this morning , '' said Rosalind . `` No , no ; go anywhere else , and I shall like it better . Let us go where we can see the moon rise , and watch her till she reaches her highest noon ; -- of all the toys of creation it is the prettiest . '' `` Shall you be afraid to go as far as the lime-tree ? '' asked Rosalind . `` What !