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Besides, Emma felt a satisfaction of revenge. Had she not suffered enough? But now she triumphed, and the love so long pent up burst forth in full joyous bubblings.

Then she recalled the heroines of the books that she had read, and the lyric legion of these adulterous women began to sing in her memory with the voice of sisters that charmed her. She became herself, as it were, an actual part of these imaginings, and realised the love-dream of her youth as she saw herself in this type of amorous women whom she had so envied.

Never had her eyes been so large, so black, of so profound a depth. Something subtle about her being transfigured her. She repeated, ''I have a lover! a lover!'' delighting at the idea as if a second puberty had come to her.