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Chapter 5

           Ithadbeenhernaturewhenachildnevertoquarrelwithanyoneonlytoobservewithwonderthattheyquarrelledwithher,andlookedliketurkey-cocks;whereuponshewasreadytoplayatcat’scradlewiththemwhenevertheyrecoveredthemselves.AndastoDorothea,ithadalwaysbeenherwaytofindsomethingwronginhersister’swords,thoughCeliainwardlyprotestedthatshealwayssaidjusthowthingswere,andnothingelse:sheneverdidandnevercouldputwordstogetheroutofherownhead.ButthebestofDodowas,thatshedidnotkeepangryforlongtogether.Now,thoughtheyhadhardlyspokentoeachotheralltheevening,yetwhenCeliaputbyherwork,intendingtogotobed,aproceedinginwhichshewasalwaysmuchtheearlier,Dorothea,whowasseatedonalowstool,unabletooccupyherselfexceptinmeditation,said,withthemusicalintonationwhichinmomentsofdeepbutquietfeelingmadeherspeechlikeafinebitofrecitative

           "Celia,dear,comeandkissme,"holdingherarmsopenasshespoke.

           Celiakneltdowntogettherightlevelandgaveherlittlebutterflykiss,whileDorotheaencircledherwithgentlearmsandpressedherlipsgravelyoneachcheekinturn.

           "Don’tsitup,Dodo,youaresopaleto-night:gotobedsoon,"saidCelia,inacomfortableway,withoutanytouchofpathos.

           "No,dear,Iamvery,veryhappy,"saidDorothea,fervently.

           "Somuchthebetter,"thoughtCelia.

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