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Chapter 17

           Isaid‘Aren’tyougoingtoo?’andshelookedatmeinthatprovokingwayofhers—youknow!—alookthattakesyouinfromyourtopmosthairtoyourshoe-edge—andanswered‘Didyouthinkitpossible!’Well,Iflaredup,andsaidofcourseIthoughtitpossible—whyshouldn’titbepossible?Shelookedatmeinthesamewayagainandsaid—‘TotheCatsups?withyou!’Now,youknow,MrTempest,thatwasrealdownrightrudeness,andmorethanIcouldstandsoIjustgavewaytomymind.‘Lookhere,’Isaid—‘thoughyouarethedaughterofanEarl,youneedn’tturnupyournoseatMrsCatsup.Sheisn’thalfbad—Idon’tspeakofhermoney—butshe’sarealgoodsort,andhasakindheart,whichitappearstomeismorethanyouhave.MrsCatsupwouldnevertreatmeasunkindlyasyoudo.’AndthenIchoked—Icouldhaveburstoutinaregularyell,ifIhadn’tthoughtthefootmanmightbeoutsidethedoorlistening.AndSibylonlysmiled,thatpatentice-refrigeratorsmileofhers,andasked—‘wouldyouprefertolivewithMrsCatsup?’OfcourseItoldherno—nothingwouldinducemetolivewithMrsCatsup,andthenshesaid—‘MissChesney,youpaymyfatherfortheprotectionandguaranteeofhisnameandpositioninEnglishsocialcircles,butthecompanionshipofmyfather’sdaughterwasnotincludedinthebargain.

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