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The Great Manufacturer

           Isay!Hasfathersaidanythingparticulartoyouto-dayoryesterday,Loo?’

           ‘No,Tom.Buthetoldmeto-nightthathewishedtodosointhemorning.’

           ‘Ah!That’swhatImean,’saidTom.‘Doyouknowwhereheisto-night?’withaverydeepexpression.

           ‘No.’

           ‘ThenI’lltellyou.He’switholdBounderby.TheyarehavingaregularconfabtogetherupattheBank.WhyattheBank,doyouthink?Well,I’lltellyouagain.TokeepMrs.Sparsit’searsasfaroffaspossible,Iexpect.’

           Withherhanduponherbrother’sshoulder,Louisastillstoodlookingatthefire.Herbrotherglancedatherfacewithgreaterinterestthanusual,and,encirclingherwaistwithhisarm,drewhercoaxinglytohim.

           ‘Youareveryfondofme,an’tyou,Loo?’

           ‘IndeedIam,Tom,thoughyoudoletsuchlongintervalsgobywithoutcomingtoseeme.’

           ‘Well,sisterofmine,’saidTom,‘whenyousaythat,youarenearmythoughts.Wemightbesomuchoftenertogethermightn’twe?Alwaystogether,almostmightn’twe?ItwoulddomeagreatdealofgoodifyouweretomakeupyourmindtoIknowwhat,Loo.Itwouldbeasplendidthingforme.Itwouldbeuncommonlyjolly!’

           Herthoughtfulnessbaffledhiscunningscrutiny.Hecouldmakenothingofherface.Hepressedherinhisarm,andkissedhercheek.Shereturnedthekiss,butstilllookedatthefire.

           ‘Isay,Loo!IthoughtI’dcome,andjusthinttoyouwhatwasgoingon:thoughIsupposedyou’dmostlikelyguess,evenifyoudidn’tknow

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