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Mr. Dick fulfils my aunt’s Predictions

           Markleham,bythistimerecoveringthepowerofspeech,andseemingtoswellwithfamilyprideandmotherlyindignation,hereexclaimed,‘Annie,getupimmediately,anddon’tdisgraceeverybodybelongingtoyoubyhumblingyourselflikethat,unlessyouwishtoseemegooutofmymindonthespot!’

           ‘Mama!’returnedAnnie.‘Wastenowordsonme,formyappealistomyhusband,andevenyouarenothinghere.’

           ‘Nothing!’exclaimedMrs.Markleham.‘Me,nothing!Thechildhastakenleaveofhersenses.Pleasetogetmeaglassofwater!’

           IwastooattentivetotheDoctorandhiswife,togiveanyheedtothisrequest;anditmadenoimpressiononanybodyelse;soMrs.Marklehampanted,stared,andfannedherself.

           ‘Annie!’saidtheDoctor,tenderlytakingherinhishands.‘Mydear!Ifanyunavoidablechangehascome,inthesequenceoftime,uponourmarriedlife,youarenottoblame.Thefaultismine,andonlymine.Thereisnochangeinmyaffection,admiration,andrespect.Iwishtomakeyouhappy.Itrulyloveandhonouryou.Rise,Annie,pray!’

           Butshedidnotrise.

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