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The Sequel of My Resolution

           

           Theclothbeingdrawn,andsomesherryputuponthetable(ofwhichIhadaglass),myauntsentupforMr.Dickagain,whojoinedus,andlookedaswiseashecouldwhensherequestedhimtoattendtomystory,whichsheelicitedfromme,gradually,byacourseofquestions.Duringmyrecital,shekepthereyesonMr.Dick,whoIthoughtwouldhavegonetosleepbutforthat,andwho,whensoeverhelapsedintoasmile,wascheckedbyafrownfrommyaunt.

           ‘WhateverpossessedthatpoorunfortunateBaby,thatshemustgoandbemarriedagain,’saidmyaunt,whenIhadfinished,‘Ican’tconceive.’

           ‘Perhapsshefellinlovewithhersecondhusband,’Mr.Dicksuggested.

           ‘Fellinlove!’repeatedmyaunt.‘Whatdoyoumean?Whatbusinesshadshetodoit?’

           ‘Perhaps,’Mr.Dicksimpered,afterthinkingalittle,‘shediditforpleasure.’

           ‘Pleasure,indeed!’repliedmyaunt.‘AmightypleasureforthepoorBabytofixhersimplefaithuponanydogofafellow,certaintoill-useherinsomewayorother.Whatdidsheproposetoherself,Ishouldliketoknow!Shehadhadonehusband.ShehadseenDavidCopperfieldoutoftheworld,whowasalwaysrunningafterwaxdollsfromhiscradle.Shehadgotababyoh,therewereapairofbabieswhenshegavebirthtothischildsittinghere,thatFridaynight!andwhatmoredidshewant?’

           Mr.

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