The hand but not the heart

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Paul!" The young man started, and a delicate flush mantled his handsome face, as he turned to the lady who had pronounced his name in a tone slightly indicative of surprise. "Ah! Mrs. Denison", was his simple response. "you seem unusually absent-minded this evening", remarked the lady. "Do I?" "Yes." "You have been observing me?" "I could not help it; for every time my eyes have wandered in his direction, they encountered you, standing in the same position, and looking quite as much like a statue as a living man.