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Chapter 1

           IwascarriedawayinLondon!”

           IcanstillseeMrs.Grose’sbroadfaceasshetookthisin.“InHarleyStreet?”

           “InHarleyStreet.”

           “Well,miss,you’renotthefirstandyouwon’tbethelast.”

           “Oh,I’venopretension,”Icouldlaugh,“tobeingtheonlyone.Myotherpupil,atanyrate,asIunderstand,comesbacktomorrow?”

           “NottomorrowFriday,miss.Hearrives,asyoudid,bythecoach,undercareoftheguard,andistobemetbythesamecarriage.”

           IforthwithexpressedthattheproperaswellasthepleasantandfriendlythingwouldbethereforethatonthearrivalofthepublicconveyanceIshouldbeinwaitingforhimwithhislittlesister;anideainwhichMrs.GroseconcurredsoheartilythatIsomehowtookhermannerasakindofcomfortingpledgeneverfalsified,thankheaven!thatweshouldoneveryquestionbequiteatone.Oh,shewasgladIwasthere!

           WhatIfeltthenextdaywas,Isuppose,nothingthatcouldbefairlycalledareactionfromthecheerofmyarrival;itwasprobablyatthemostonlyaslightoppressionproducedbyafullermeasureofthescale,asIwalkedroundthem,gazedupatthem,tookthemin,ofmynewcircumstances.Theyhad,asitwere,anextentandmassforwhichIhadnotbeenpreparedandinthepresenceofwhichIfoundmyself,freshly,alittlescaredaswellasalittleproud.Lessons,inthisagitation,certainlysufferedsomedelay;Ireflectedthatmyfirstdutywas,bythegentlestartsIcouldcontrive,towinthechildintothesenseofknowingme

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