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Rebecca Is in Presence of the Enemy

           Thebeardedcreaturesarequiteaseagerforpraise,quiteasfinikinovertheirtoilettes,quiteasproudoftheirpersonaladvantages,quiteasconsciousoftheirpowersoffascination,asanycoquetteintheworld.

           Downstairs,then,theywent,Josephveryredandblushing,Rebeccaverymodest,andholdinghergreeneyesdownwards.Shewasdressedinwhite,withbareshouldersaswhiteassnowthepictureofyouth,unprotectedinnocence,andhumblevirginsimplicity."Imustbeveryquiet,"thoughtRebecca,"andverymuchinterestedaboutIndia."

           NowwehaveheardhowMrs.Sedleyhadpreparedafinecurryforherson,justashelikedit,andinthecourseofdinneraportionofthisdishwasofferedtoRebecca."Whatisit?"saidshe,turninganappealinglooktoMr.Joseph.

           "Capital,"saidhe.Hismouthwasfullofit:hisfacequiteredwiththedelightfulexerciseofgobbling."Mother,it’sasgoodasmyowncurriesinIndia."

           "Oh,Imusttrysome,ifitisanIndiandish,"saidMissRebecca."Iamsureeverythingmustbegoodthatcomesfromthere."

           "GiveMissSharpsomecurry,mydear,"saidMr.Sedley,laughing.

           Rebeccahadnevertastedthedishbefore.

           "DoyoufinditasgoodaseverythingelsefromIndia?"saidMr.Sedley.

           "Oh,excellent!"saidRebecca,whowassufferingtortureswiththecayennepepper.

           "Tryachiliwithit,MissSharp,"saidJoseph,reallyinterested.

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