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'Good-night, then, sir,' said I, departing.
He seemed surprised- very inconsistently so, as he had just told me
to go.
'What!' he exclaimed, 'are you quitting me already, and in that
way?'
'You said I might go, sir.'
'But not without taking leave; not without a word or two of
acknowledgment and good-will: not, in short, in that brief, dry
fashion. Why, you have saved my life!- snatched me from a horrible and

excruciating death! and you walk past me as if we were mutual
strangers! At least shake hands.'
He held out his hand; I gave him mine: he took it first in one,
then in both his own.
'You have saved my life: I have a pleasure in owing you so
immense a debt. I cannot say more. Nothing else that has being would
have been tolerable to me in the character of creditor for such an
obligation: but you: it is different;- I feel your benefits no burden,
Jane.'