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The Old Piano

           Ameliawouldhaveitupinhersitting-room,aneatlittleapartmentonthesecondfloor,adjoiningherfather’schamber,andwheretheoldgentlemansatcommonlyofevenings.

           Whenthemenappearedthenbearingthisoldmusic-box,andAmeliagaveordersthatitshouldbeplacedinthechamberaforesaid,Dobbinwasquiteelated."I’mgladyou’vekeptit,"hesaidinaverysentimentalmanner."Iwasafraidyoudidn’tcareaboutit."

           "IvalueitmorethananythingIhaveintheworld,"saidAmelia.

           "Doyou,Amelia?"criedtheMajor.Thefactwas,ashehadboughtithimself,thoughheneversaidanythingaboutit,itneverenteredintohisheadtosupposethatEmmyshouldthinkanybodyelsewasthepurchaser,andasamatterofcoursehefanciedthatsheknewthegiftcamefromhim."Doyou,Amelia?"hesaid;andthequestion,thegreatquestionofall,wastremblingonhislips,whenEmmyreplied

           "CanIdootherwise?didnothegiveitme?"

           "Ididnotknow,"saidpooroldDob,andhiscountenancefell.

           Emmydidnotnotethecircumstanceatthetime,nortakeimmediateheedoftheverydismalexpressionwhichhonestDobbin’scountenanceassumed,butshethoughtofitafterwards.Andthenitstruckher,withinexpressiblepainandmortificationtoo,thatitwasWilliamwhowasthegiverofthepiano,andnotGeorge,asshehadfancied.

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