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The Sequel of My Resolution

           Dickaboutherdeterminationtoappealforredresstothelawsofhercountry,andtobringactionsfortrespassagainstthewholedonkeyproprietorshipofDover,untiltea-time.

           Aftertea,wesatatthewindowonthelook-out,asIimagined,frommyaunt’ssharpexpressionofface,formoreinvadersuntildusk,whenJanetsetcandles,andabackgammon-board,onthetable,andpulleddowntheblinds.

           ‘Now,Mr.Dick,’saidmyaunt,withhergravelook,andherforefingerupasbefore,‘Iamgoingtoaskyouanotherquestion.Lookatthischild.’

           ‘David’sson?’saidMr.Dick,withanattentive,puzzledface.

           ‘Exactlyso,’returnedmyaunt.‘Whatwouldyoudowithhim,now?’

           ‘DowithDavid’sson?’saidMr.Dick.

           ‘Ay,’repliedmyaunt,‘withDavid’sson.’

           ‘Oh!’saidMr.Dick.‘Yes.DowithIshouldputhimtobed.’

           ‘Janet!’criedmyaunt,withthesamecomplacenttriumphthatIhadremarkedbefore.‘Mr.Dicksetsusallright.Ifthebedisready,we’lltakehimuptoit.’

           Janetreportingittobequiteready,Iwastakenuptoit;kindly,butinsomesortlikeaprisoner;myauntgoinginfrontandJanetbringinguptherear.

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