Chapter XXV. Conclusion 'Well, Agnes, you must not take such long walks again before breakfast,' said my mother, observing that I drank an extra cup of coffee and ate nothing - pleading the heat of the weather, and the fatigue of my long walk as an excuse. I certainly did feel feverish and tired too. 'You always do things by extremes: now, if you had taken a short walk every morning, and would continue to do so, it would do you good.' 'Well, mamma, I will.' 'But this is worse than lying in bed or bending over your books: you have quite put yourself into a fever.' 'I won't do it again,' said I. I was racking my brains with thinking how to tell her about Mr. Weston, for she must know he was coming to-morrow. However, I waited till the breakfast things were removed, and I was more calm
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