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My Aunt Makes up Her Mind About Me

           Dick(that’snotmadness,Ihope!)that,combinedwithhisfearofhisbrother,andhissenseofhisunkindness,itthrewhimintoafever.Thatwasbeforehecametome,buttherecollectionofitisoppressivetohimevennow.DidhesayanythingtoyouaboutKingCharlestheFirst,child?’

           ‘Yes,aunt.’

           ‘Ah!’saidmyaunt,rubbinghernoseasifshewerealittlevexed.‘That’shisallegoricalwayofexpressingit.Heconnectshisillnesswithgreatdisturbanceandagitation,naturally,andthat’sthefigure,orthesimile,orwhateverit’scalled,whichhechoosestouse.Andwhyshouldn’the,ifhethinksproper!’

           Isaid:‘Certainly,aunt.’

           ‘It’snotabusiness-likewayofspeaking,’saidmyaunt,‘noraworldlyway.Iamawareofthat;andthat’sthereasonwhyIinsistuponit,thatthereshan’tbeawordaboutitinhisMemorial.’

           ‘IsitaMemorialabouthisownhistorythatheiswriting,aunt?’

           ‘Yes,child,’saidmyaunt,rubbinghernoseagain.‘HeismemorializingtheLordChancellor,ortheLordSomebodyorotheroneofthosepeople,atallevents,whoarepaidtobememorialized-abouthisaffairs.Isupposeitwillgoin,oneofthesedays.Hehasn’tbeenabletodrawitupyet,withoutintroducingthatmodeofexpressinghimself;butitdon’tsignify;itkeepshimemployed.’

           Infact,IfoundoutafterwardsthatMr.

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