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           Neverdidanybirdflyingbacktoaplunderednestwhichithadleftbrimfulofchirpingyoungones,expressmorecompletedespairinitsanguishedcriesandflutterings,thanshebyhersingle"Oh!"andthechangethattransfiguredherlatehappycountenance.

           Mr.Lintonlookedup.

           "Whatisthematter,love?Haveyouhurtyourself?"hesaid.

           Histoneandlookassuredherhehadnotbeenthediscovererofthehoard.

           "No,papa!"shegasped."Ellen!Ellen!comeupstairs—I’msick!"

           Iobeyedhersummons,andaccompaniedherout.

           "Oh,Ellen!youhavegotthem,"shecommencedimmediately,droppingonherknees,whenwewereenclosedalone."Oh,givethemtome,andI’llnever,neverdosoagain!Don’ttellpapa.Youhavenottoldpapa,Ellen?sayyouhavenot?I’vebeenexceedinglynaughty,butIwon’tdoitanymore!"

           Withagraveseverityinmymanner,Ibadeherstandup.

           "So,"Iexclaimed,"MissCatherine,youaretolerablyfaron,itseems:youmaywellbeashamedofthem!afinebundleoftrashyoustudyinyourleisurehours,tobesure:why,it’sgoodenoughtobeprinted!Andwhatdoyousupposethemasterwillthink,whenIdisplayitbeforehim?Ihaven’tshownityet,butyouneedn’timagineIshallkeepyourridiculoussecrets.Forshame!andyoumusthaveledthewayinwritingsuchabsurdities:hewouldnothavethoughtofbeginning,I’mcertain."

           "Ididn’t!Ididn’t!"sobbedCathy,fittobreakherheart.