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Chapter 20. Moving in Society

           

           ‘Well,Amy?’saidFanny,doingastherestdid;‘whatwereyougoingtosay?’

           ‘Sinceyoutoldmealadyhadgivenyouthebraceletyoushowedme,Fanny,Ihavenotbeenquiteeasyonyouraccount,andindeedwanttoknowalittlemoreifyouwillconfidemoretome.’

           ‘Now,ladies!’saidtheboyintheScotchcap.‘Now,darlings!’saidthegentlemanwiththeblackhair.Theywereeveryonegoneinamoment,andthemusicandthedancingfeetwereheardagain.

           LittleDorritsatdowninagoldenchair,madequitegiddybytheserapidinterruptions.Hersisterandtherestwerealongtimegone;andduringtheirabsenceavoice(itappearedtobethatofthegentlemanwiththeblackhair)wascontinuallycallingoutthroughthemusic,‘One,two,three,four,five,six—go!One,two,three,four,five,six—go!Steady,darlings!One,two,three,four,five,six—go!’Ultimatelythevoicestopped,andtheyallcamebackagain,moreorlessoutofbreath,foldingthemselvesintheirshawls,andmakingreadyforthestreets.‘Stopamoment,Amy,andletthemgetawaybeforeus,’whisperedFanny.Theyweresoonleftalone;nothingmoreimportanthappening,inthemeantime,thantheboylookingroundhisoldbeam,andsaying,‘Everybodyatelevento-morrow,ladies!’andthegentlemanwiththeblackhairlookingroundhisoldbeam,andsaying,‘Everybodyatelevento-morrow,darlings!’eachinhisownaccustomedmanner.

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