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Crawley of Queen’s Crawley

           "Shetookthelawofeveryoneofhertradesmen;andturnedawayforty-eightfootmeninfouryear."

           "Shewascloseveryclose,"saidtheBaronet,simply;"butshewasavalyblewomantome,andsavedmeasteward."—Andinthisconfidentialstrain,andmuchtotheamusementofthenew-comer,theconversationcontinuedforaconsiderabletime.WhateverSirPittCrawley’squalitiesmightbe,goodorbad,hedidnotmaketheleastdisguiseofthem.Hetalkedofhimselfincessantly,sometimesinthecoarsestandvulgarestHampshireaccent;sometimesadoptingthetoneofamanoftheworld.Andso,withinjunctionstoMissSharptobereadyatfiveinthemorning,hebadehergoodnight."You’llsleepwithTinkerto-night,"hesaid;"it’sabigbed,andthere’sroomfortwo.LadyCrawleydiedinit.Goodnight."

           SirPittwentoffafterthisbenediction,andthesolemnTinker,rushlightinhand,ledthewayupthegreatbleakstonestairs,pastthegreatdrearydrawing-roomdoors,withthehandlesmuffledupinpaper,intothegreatfrontbedroom,whereLadyCrawleyhadsleptherlast.Thebedandchamberweresofunerealandgloomy,youmighthavefancied,notonlythatLadyCrawleydiedintheroom,butthatherghostinhabitedit.Rebeccasprangabouttheapartment,however,withthegreatestliveliness,andhadpeepedintothehugewardrobes,andtheclosets,andthecupboards,andtriedthedrawerswhichwerelocked,andexaminedthedrearypicturesandtoiletteappointments,whiletheoldcharwomanwassayingherprayers.

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