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Withoutknowinghow,CaptainWilliamDobbinfoundhimselfthegreatpromoter,arranger,andmanagerofthematchbetweenGeorgeOsborneandAmelia.
Butforhimitneverwouldhavetakenplace:hecouldnotbutconfessasmuchtohimself,andsmiledratherbitterlyashethoughtthatheofallmenintheworldshouldbethepersonuponwhomthecareofthismarriagehadfallen.
Butthoughindeedtheconductingofthisnegotiationwasaboutaspainfulataskascouldbesettohim,yetwhenhehadadutytoperform,CaptainDobbinwasaccustomedtogothroughitwithoutmanywordsormuchhesitation:and,havingmadeuphismindcompletely,thatifMissSedleywasbalkedofherhusbandshewoulddieofthedisappointment,hewasdeterminedtouseallhisbestendeavourstokeepheralive.
IforbeartoenterintominuteparticularsoftheinterviewbetweenGeorgeandAmelia,whentheformerwasbroughtbacktothefeet(orshouldweventuretosaythearms?)
ofhisyoungmistressbytheinterventionofhisfriendhonestWilliam.
AmuchharderheartthanGeorge’swouldhavemeltedatthesightofthatsweetfacesosadlyravagedbygriefanddespair,andatthesimpletenderaccentsinwhichshetoldherlittlebroken-heartedstory:butasshedidnotfaintwhenhermother,trembling,broughtOsbornetoher;andassheonlygaverelieftoheroverchargedgrief,bylayingherheadonherlover’sshoulderandthereweepingforawhilethemosttender,copious,andrefreshingtears—oldMrs.Sedley,toogreatlyrelieved,thoughtitwasbesttoleavetheyoungpersonstothemselves;andsoquittedEmmycryingoverGeorge’shand,andkissingithumbly,asifhewerehersupremechiefandmaster,andasifshewerequiteaguiltyandunworthypersonneedingeveryfavourandgracefromhim.
ThisprostrationandsweetunrepiningobedienceexquisitelytouchedandflatteredGeorgeOsborne.
Hesawaslavebeforehiminthatsimpleyieldingfaithfulcreature,andhissoulwithinhimthrilledsecretlysomehowattheknowledgeofhispower.
Hewouldbegenerous-minded,Sultanashewas,andraiseupthiskneelingEstherandmakeaqueenofher:besides,hersadnessandbeautytouchedhimasmuchashersubmission,andsohecheeredher,andraisedherupandforgaveher,sotospeak.
Allherhopesandfeelings,whichweredyingandwithering,thishersunhavingbeenremovedfromher,bloomedagainandatonce,itslightbeingrestored.
YouwouldscarcelyhaverecognisedthebeaminglittlefaceuponAmelia’spillowthatnightastheonethatwaslaidtherethenightbefore,sowan,solifeless,socarelessofallroundabout.
ThehonestIrishmaid-servant,delightedwiththechange,askedleavetokissthefacethathadgrownallofasuddensorosy.
Ameliaputherarmsroundthegirl’sneckandkissedherwithallherheart,likeachild.Shewaslittlemore.
Shehadthatnightasweetrefreshingsleep,likeone—andwhataspringofinexpressiblehappinessasshewokeinthemorningsunshine!
“Hewillbehereagainto-day,”Ameliathought.“Heisthegreatestandbestofmen.”
Andthefactis,thatGeorgethoughthewasoneofthegenerousestcreaturesalive:andthathewasmakingatremendoussacrificeinmarryingthisyoungcreature.
WhilesheandOsbornewerehavingtheirdelightfultete-a-teteabovestairs,oldMrs.SedleyandCaptainDobbinwereconversingbelowuponthestateoftheaffairs,andthechancesandfuturearrangementsoftheyoungpeople.
Mrs.Sedleyhavingbroughtthetwoloverstogetherandleftthemembracingeachotherwithalltheirmight,likeatruewoman,wasofopinionthatnopoweronearthwouldinduceMr.Sedleytoconsenttothematchbetweenhisdaughterandthesonofamanwhohadsoshamefully,wickedly,andmonstrouslytreatedhim.
Andshetoldalongstoryabouthappierdaysandtheirearliersplendours,whenOsbornelivedinaveryhumblewayintheNewRoad,andhiswifewastoogladtoreceivesomeofJos’slittlebabythings,withwhichMrs.SedleyaccommodatedheratthebirthofoneofOsborne’sownchildren.
Thefiendishingratitudeofthatman,shewassure,hadbrokenMr.S.’sheart:andasforamarriage,hewouldnever,never,never,neverconsent.
“Theymustrunawaytogether,Ma’am,”Dobbinsaid,laughing,“andfollowtheexampleofCaptainRawdonCrawley,andMissEmmy’sfriendthelittlegoverness.”Wasitpossible?Wellshenever!
Mrs.Sedleywasallexcitementaboutthisnews.
ShewishedthatBlenkinsopwereheretohearit:BlenkinsopalwaysmistrustedthatMissSharp.—WhatanescapeJoshadhad!
andshedescribedthealreadywell-knownlove-passagesbetweenRebeccaandtheCollectorofBoggleyWollah.
Itwasnot,however,Mr.Sedley’swrathwhichDobbinfeared,somuchasthatoftheotherparentconcerned,andheownedthathehadaveryconsiderabledoubtandanxietyrespectingthebehaviouroftheblack-browedoldtyrantofaRussiamerchantinRussellSquare.
Hehasforbiddenthematchperemptorily,Dobbinthought.
HeknewwhatasavagedeterminedmanOsbornewas,andhowhestuckbyhisword.
“TheonlychanceGeorgehasofreconcilement,”arguedhisfriend,“isbydistinguishinghimselfinthecomingcampaign.Ifhediestheybothgotogether.Ifhefailsindistinction—whatthen?
Hehassomemoneyfromhismother,Ihaveheardenoughtopurchasehismajority—orhemustselloutandgoanddiginCanada,orroughitinacottageinthecountry.”
WithsuchapartnerDobbinthoughthewouldnotmindSiberia—and,strangetosay,thisabsurdandutterlyimprudentyoungfellowneverforamomentconsideredthatthewantofmeanstokeepanicecarriageandhorses,andofanincomewhichshouldenableitspossessorstoentertaintheirfriendsgenteelly,oughttooperateasbarstotheunionofGeorgeandMissSedley.
Itwastheseweightyconsiderationswhichmadehimthinktoothatthemarriageshouldtakeplaceasquicklyaspossible.
Washeanxioushimself,Iwonder,tohaveitover?
—aspeople,whendeathhasoccurred,liketopressforwardthefuneral,orwhenapartingisresolvedupon,hastenit.
ItiscertainthatMr.Dobbin,havingtakenthematterinhand,wasmostextraordinarilyeagerintheconductofit.
HeurgedonGeorgethenecessityofimmediateaction:heshowedthechancesofreconciliationwithhisfather,whichafavourablementionofhisnameintheGazettemustbringabout.
Ifneedwerehewouldgohimselfandbraveboththefathersinthebusiness.
Atallevents,hebesoughtGeorgetogothroughwithitbeforetheorderscame,whicheverybodyexpected,forthedepartureoftheregimentfromEnglandonforeignservice.
Bentuponthesehymenealprojects,andwiththeapplauseandconsentofMrs.Sedley,whodidnotcaretobreakthematterpersonallytoherhusband,Mr.DobbinwenttoseekJohnSedleyathishouseofcallintheCity,theTapiocaCoffee-house,where,sincehisownofficeswereshutup,andfatehadovertakenhim,thepoorbroken-downoldgentlemanusedtobetakehimselfdaily,andwritelettersandreceivethem,andtiethemupintomysteriousbundles,severalofwhichhecarriedintheflapsofhiscoat.
Idon’tknowanythingmoredismalthanthatbusinessandbustleandmysteryofaruinedman:thoselettersfromthewealthywhichheshowsyou:thoseworngreasydocumentspromisingsupportandofferingcondolencewhichheplaceswistfullybeforeyou,andonwhichhebuildshishopesofrestorationandfuturefortune.
Mybelovedreaderhasnodoubtinthecourseofhisexperiencebeenwaylaidbymanysuchalucklesscompanion.
Hetakesyouintothecorner;hehashisbundleofpapersoutofhisgapingcoatpocket;andthetapeoff,andthestringinhismouth,andthefavouritelettersselectedandlaidbeforeyou;andwhodoesnotknowthesadeagerhalf-crazylookwhichhefixesonyouwithhishopelesseyes?
Changedintoamanofthissort,Dobbinfoundtheonceflorid,jovial,andprosperousJohnSedley.
Hiscoat,thatusedtobesoglossyandtrim,waswhiteattheseams,andthebuttonsshowedthecopper.
Hisfacehadfallenin,andwasunshorn;hisfrillandneckclothhunglimpunderhisbaggingwaistcoat.
Whenheusedtotreattheboysinolddaysatacoffee-house,hewouldshoutandlaughlouderthananybodythere,andhaveallthewaitersskippingroundhim;itwasquitepainfultoseehowhumbleandcivilhewastoJohnoftheTapioca,ablear-eyedoldattendantindingystockingsandcrackedpumps,whosebusinessitwastoserveglassesofwafers,andbumpersofinkinpewter,andslicesofpapertothefrequentersofthisdrearyhouseofentertainment,wherenothingelseseemedtobeconsumed.
AsforWilliamDobbin,whomhehadtippedrepeatedlyinhisyouth,andwhohadbeentheoldgentleman’sbuttonathousandoccasions,oldSedleygavehishandtohiminaveryhesitatinghumblemannernow,andcalledhim“Sir.”
AfeelingofshameandremorsetookpossessionofWilliamDobbinasthebrokenoldmansoreceivedandaddressedhim,asifhehimselfhadbeensomehowguiltyofthemisfortuneswhichhadbroughtSedleysolow.
“Iamverygladtoseeyou,CaptainDobbin,sir,”sayshe,afteraskulkinglookortwoathisvisitor(whoselankyfigureandmilitaryappearancecausedsomeexcitementlikewisetotwinkleinthebleareyesofthewaiterinthecrackeddancingpumps,andawakenedtheoldladyinblack,whodozedamongthemouldyoldcoffee-cupsinthebar).
“Howistheworthyalderman,andmylady,yourexcellentmother,sir?”
Helookedroundatthewaiterashesaid,“Mylady,”asmuchastosay,“Harkye,John,Ihavefriendsstill,andpersonsofrankandreputation,too.”
“Areyoucometodoanythinginmyway,sir?
MyyoungfriendsDaleandSpiggotdoallmybusinessformenow,untilmynewofficesareready;forI’monlyheretemporarily,youknow,Captain.Whatcanwedoforyou.sir?Willyouliketotakeanything?”
Dobbin,withagreatdealofhesitationandstuttering,protestedthathewasnotintheleasthungryorthirsty;thathehadnobusinesstotransact;thatheonlycametoaskifMr.Sedleywaswell,andtoshakehandswithanoldfriend;and,headded,withadesperateperversionoftruth,“Mymotherisverywell—thatis,she’sbeenveryunwell,andisonlywaitingforthefirstfinedaytogooutandcalluponMrs.Sedley.
HowisMrs.Sedley,sir?Ihopeshe’squitewell.”
Andherehepaused,reflectingonhisownconsummatehypocrisy;forthedaywasasfine,andthesunshineasbrightasiteverisinCoffinCourt,wheretheTapiocaCoffee-houseissituated:andMr.DobbinrememberedthathehadseenMrs.Sedleyhimselfonlyanhourbefore,havingdrivenOsbornedowntoFulhaminhisgig,andlefthimtheretete-a-tetewithMissAmelia.
“Mywifewillbeveryhappytoseeherladyship,”Sedleyreplied,pullingouthispapers.
“I’veaverykindletterherefromyourfather,sir,andbegmyrespectfulcomplimentstohim.
LadyD.willfindusinratherasmallerhousethanwewereaccustomedtoreceiveourfriendsin;butit’ssnug,andthechangeofairdoesgoodtomydaughter,whowassufferingintownrather—yourememberlittleEmmy,sir?—yes,sufferingagooddeal.”
Theoldgentleman’seyeswerewanderingashespoke,andhewasthinkingofsomethingelse,ashesatethrummingonhispapersandfumblingatthewornredtape.
“You’reamilitaryman,”hewenton;“Iaskyou,BillDobbin,couldanymaneverhavespeculateduponthereturnofthatCorsicanscoundrelfromElba?
Whenthealliedsovereignswereherelastyear,andwegave‘emthatdinnerintheCity,sir,andwesawtheTempleofConcord,andthefireworks,andtheChinesebridgeinSt.James’sPark,couldanysensiblemansupposethatpeacewasn’treallyconcluded,afterwe’dactuallysungTeDeumforit,sir?
Iaskyou,William,couldIsupposethattheEmperorofAustriawasadamnedtraitor—atraitor,andnothingmore?
Idon’tmincewords—adouble-facedinfernaltraitorandschemer,whomeanttohavehisson-in-lawbackallalong.
AndIsaythattheescapeofBoneyfromElbawasadamnedimpositionandplot,sir,inwhichhalfthepowersofEuropewereconcerned,tobringthefundsdown,andtoruinthiscountry.That’swhyI’mhere,William.That’swhymyname’sintheGazette.Why,sir?
—becauseItrustedtheEmperorofRussiaandthePrinceRegent.Lookhere.Lookatmypapers.
Lookwhatthefundswereonthe1stofMarch—whattheFrenchfiveswerewhenIboughtforthecount.Andwhatthey’reatnow.
Therewascollusion,sir,orthatvillainneverwouldhaveescaped.
WherewastheEnglishCommissionerwhoallowedhimtogetaway?
Heoughttobeshot,sir—broughttoacourt-martial,andshot,byJove.”
“We’regoingtohuntBoneyout,sir,”Dobbinsaid,ratheralarmedatthefuryoftheoldman,theveinsofwhoseforeheadbegantoswell,andwhosatedrumminghispaperswithhisclenchedfist.
“Wearegoingtohunthimout,sir—theDuke’sinBelgiumalready,andweexpectmarchingorderseveryday.”
“Givehimnoquarter.Bringbackthevillain’shead,sir.
Shootthecowarddown,sir,”Sedleyroared.
“I’denlistmyself,by—;butI’mabrokenoldman—ruinedbythatdamnedscoundrel—andbyaparcelofswindlingthievesinthiscountrywhomImade,sir,andwhoarerollingintheircarriagesnow,”headded,withabreakinhisvoice.
Dobbinwasnotalittleaffectedbythesightofthisoncekindoldfriend,crazedalmostwithmisfortuneandravingwithsenileanger.
Pitythefallengentleman:youtowhommoneyandfairreputearethechiefestgood;andso,surely,aretheyinVanityFair.
“Yes,”hecontinued,“therearesomevipersthatyouwarm,andtheystingyouafterwards.
Therearesomebeggarsthatyouputonhorseback,andthey’rethefirsttorideyoudown.
YouknowwhomImean,WilliamDobbin,myboy.
Imeanapurse-proudvillaininRussellSquare,whomIknewwithoutashilling,andwhomIprayandhopetoseeabeggarashewaswhenIbefriendedhim.”
“Ihaveheardsomethingofthis,sir,frommyfriendGeorge,”Dobbinsaid,anxioustocometohispoint.
“Thequarrelbetweenyouandhisfatherhascuthimupagreatdeal,sir.
Indeed,I’mthebearerofamessagefromhim.”
“O,THAT’Syourerrand,isit?”criedtheoldman,jumpingup.“What!perhapshecondoleswithme,doeshe?
Verykindofhim,thestiff-backedprig,withhisdandifiedairsandWestEndswagger.
He’shankeringaboutmyhouse,ishestill?
Ifmysonhadthecourageofaman,he’dshoothim.He’sasbigavillainashisfather.
Iwon’thavehisnamementionedinmyhouse.
IcursethedaythateverIlethimintoit;andI’dratherseemydaughterdeadatmyfeetthanmarriedtohim.”
“Hisfather’sharshnessisnotGeorge’sfault,sir.
Yourdaughter’sloveforhimisasmuchyourdoingashis.
Whoareyou,thatyouaretoplaywithtwoyoungpeople’saffectionsandbreaktheirheartsatyourwill?”
“Recollectit’snothisfatherthatbreaksthematchoff,”oldSedleycriedout.“It’sIthatforbidit.
Thatfamilyandmineareseparatedforever.
I’mfallenlow,butnotsolowasthat:no,no.
Andsoyoumaytellthewholerace—son,andfatherandsisters,andall.”
“It’smybelief,sir,thatyouhavenotthepowerortherighttoseparatethosetwo,”Dobbinansweredinalowvoice;“andthatifyoudon’tgiveyourdaughteryourconsentitwillbeherdutytomarrywithoutit.
There’snoreasonsheshoulddieorlivemiserablybecauseyouarewrong-headed.
Tomythinking,she’sjustasmuchmarriedasifthebannshadbeenreadinallthechurchesinLondon.
AndwhatbetteranswercantherebetoOsborne’schargesagainstyou,aschargesthereare,thanthathissonclaimstoenteryourfamilyandmarryyourdaughter?”
AlightofsomethinglikesatisfactionseemedtobreakoveroldSedleyasthispointwasputtohim:buthestillpersistedthatwithhisconsentthemarriagebetweenAmeliaandGeorgeshouldnevertakeplace.
“Wemustdoitwithout,”Dobbinsaid,smiling,andtoldMr.Sedley,ashehadtoldMrs.Sedleyintheday,before,thestoryofRebecca’selopementwithCaptainCrawley.Itevidentlyamusedtheoldgentleman.
“You’reterriblefellows,youCaptains,”saidhe,tyinguphispapers;andhisfaceworesomethinglikeasmileuponit,totheastonishmentoftheblear-eyedwaiterwhonowentered,andhadneverseensuchanexpressionuponSedley’scountenancesincehehadusedthedismalcoffee-house.
TheideaofhittinghisenemyOsbornesuchablowsoothed,perhaps,theoldgentleman:and,theircolloquypresentlyending,heandDobbinpartedprettygoodfriends.
“Mysisterssayshehasdiamondsasbigaspigeons’eggs,”Georgesaid,laughing.“Howtheymustsetoffhercomplexion!
Aperfectilluminationitmustbewhenherjewelsareonherneck.
Herjet-blackhairisascurlyasSambo’s.
Idaresaysheworeanoseringwhenshewenttocourt;andwithaplumeoffeathersinhertop-knotshewouldlookaperfectBelleSauvage.”
George,inconversationwithAmelia,wasrallyingtheappearanceofayoungladyofwhomhisfatherandsistershadlatelymadetheacquaintance,andwhowasanobjectofvastrespecttotheRussellSquarefamily.
ShewasreportedtohaveIdon’tknowhowmanyplantationsintheWestIndies;adealofmoneyinthefunds;andthreestarstohernameintheEastIndiastockholders’list.
ShehadamansioninSurrey,andahouseinPortlandPlace.
ThenameoftherichWestIndiaheiresshadbeenmentionedwithapplauseintheMorningPost.
Mrs.Haggistoun,ColonelHaggistoun’swidow,herrelative,“chaperoned”her,andkeptherhouse.
Shewasjustfromschool,whereshehadcompletedhereducation,andGeorgeandhissistershadmetherataneveningpartyatoldHulker’shouse,DevonshirePlace(Hulker,Bullock,andCo.werelongthecorrespondentsofherhouseintheWestIndies),andthegirlshadmadethemostcordialadvancestoher,whichtheheiresshadreceivedwithgreatgoodhumour.
Anorphaninherposition—withhermoney—sointeresting!theMissesOsbornesaid.
TheywerefulloftheirnewfriendwhentheyreturnedfromtheHulkerballtoMissWirt,theircompanion;theyhadmadearrangementsforcontinuallymeeting,andhadthecarriageanddrovetoseehertheverynextday.
Mrs.Haggistoun,ColonelHaggistoun’swidow,arelationofLordBinkie,andalwaystalkingofhim,struckthedearunsophisticatedgirlsasratherhaughty,andtoomuchinclinedtotalkabouthergreatrelations:butRhodawaseverythingtheycouldwish—thefrankest,kindest,mostagreeablecreature—wantingalittlepolish,butsogood-natured.
ThegirlsChristian-namedeachotheratonce.
“Youshouldhaveseenherdressforcourt,Emmy,”Osbornecried,laughing.
“Shecametomysisterstoshowitoff,beforeshewaspresentedinstatebymyLadyBinkie,theHaggistoun’skinswoman.
She’srelatedtoeveryone,thatHaggistoun.
HerdiamondsblazedoutlikeVauxhallonthenightwewerethere.
(DoyourememberVauxhall,Emmy,andJossingingtohisdearestdiddlediddledarling?)Diamondsandmahogany,mydear!
thinkwhatanadvantageouscontrast—andthewhitefeathersinherhair—Imeaninherwool.
Shehadearringslikechandeliers;youmighthavelighted‘emup,byJove—andayellowsatintrainthatstreeledafterherlikethetailofacornet.”
“Howoldisshe?”askedEmmy,towhomGeorgewasrattlingawayregardingthisdarkparagon,onthemorningoftheirreunion—rattlingawayasnoothermanintheworldsurelycould.
“WhytheBlackPrincess,thoughshehasonlyjustleftschool,mustbetwoorthreeandtwenty.Andyoushouldseethehandshewrites!
Mrs.ColonelHaggistounusuallywritesherletters,butinamomentofconfidence,sheputpentopaperformysisters;shespeltsatinsatting,andSaintJames’s,SaintJams.”
“Why,surelyitmustbeMissSwartz,theparlourboarder,”Emmysaid,rememberingthatgood-naturedyoungmulattogirl,whohadbeensohystericallyaffectedwhenAmelialeftMissPinkerton’sacademy.
“Theveryname,”Georgesaid.“HerfatherwasaGermanJew—aslave-ownertheysay—connectedwiththeCannibalIslandsinsomewayorother.
Hediedlastyear,andMissPinkertonhasfinishedhereducation.
Shecanplaytwopiecesonthepiano;sheknowsthreesongs;shecanwritewhenMrs.Haggistounisbytospellforher;andJaneandMariaalreadyhavegottoloveherasasister.”
“Iwishtheywouldhavelovedme,”saidEmmy,wistfully.“Theywerealwaysverycoldtome.”
“Mydearchild,theywouldhavelovedyouifyouhadhadtwohundredthousandpounds,”Georgereplied.
“Thatisthewayinwhichtheyhavebeenbroughtup.Oursisaready-moneysociety.
WeliveamongbankersandCitybig-wigs,andbehangedtothem,andeveryman,ashetalkstoyou,isjinglinghisguineasinhispocket.
ThereisthatjackassFredBullockisgoingtomarryMaria—there’sGoldmore,theEastIndiaDirector,there’sDipley,inthetallowtrade—OURtrade,”Georgesaid,withanuneasylaughandablush.
“Cursethewholepackofmoney-grubbingvulgarians!
Ifallasleepattheirgreatheavydinners.
Ifeelashamedinmyfather’sgreatstupidparties.
I’vebeenaccustomedtolivewithgentlemen,andmenoftheworldandfashion,Emmy,notwithaparcelofturtle-fedtradesmen.
Dearlittlewoman,youaretheonlypersonofoursetwhoeverlooked,orthought,orspokelikealady:andyoudoitbecauseyou’reanangelandcan’thelpit.Don’tremonstrate.Youaretheonlylady.
Didn’tMissCrawleyremarkit,whohaslivedinthebestcompanyinEurope?
AndasforCrawley,oftheLifeGuards,hangit,he’safinefellow:andIlikehimformarryingthegirlhehadchosen.”
AmeliaadmiredMr.Crawleyverymuch,too,forthis;andtrustedRebeccawouldbehappywithhim,andhoped(withalaugh)Joswouldbeconsoled.
Andsothepairwentonprattling,asinquiteearlydays.
Amelia’sconfidencebeingperfectlyrestoredtoher,thoughsheexpressedagreatdealofprettyjealousyaboutMissSwartz,andprofessedtobedreadfullyfrightened—likeahypocriteasshewas—lestGeorgeshouldforgetherfortheheiressandhermoneyandherestatesinSaintKitt’s.
Butthefactis,shewasagreatdealtoohappytohavefearsordoubtsormisgivingsofanysort:andhavingGeorgeathersideagain,wasnotafraidofanyheiressorbeauty,orindeedofanysortofdanger.
WhenCaptainDobbincamebackintheafternoontothesepeople—whichhedidwithagreatdealofsympathyforthem—itdidhisheartgoodtoseehowAmeliahadgrownyoungagain—howshelaughed,andchirped,andsangfamiliaroldsongsatthepiano,whichwereonlyinterruptedbythebellfromwithoutproclaimingMr.Sedley’sreturnfromtheCity,beforewhomGeorgereceivedasignaltoretreat.
Beyondthefirstsmileofrecognition—andeventhatwasanhypocrisy,forshethoughthisarrivalratherprovoking—MissSedleydidnotoncenoticeDobbinduringhisvisit.
Buthewascontent,sothathesawherhappy;andthankfultohavebeenthemeansofmakingherso.
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