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A Little Cold Water

           ‘Becauseitfrightensmeso!’

           ‘Sweetheart!’Ireturned;‘thereisnothingtoalarmyouinallthis.Iwantyoutothinkofitquitedifferently.Iwanttomakeitnerveyou,andinspireyou,Dora!’

           ‘Oh,butthat’ssoshocking!’criedDora.

           ‘Mylove,no.Perseveranceandstrengthofcharacterwillenableustobearmuchworsethings.’‘ButIhaven’tgotanystrengthatall,’saidDora,shakinghercurls.‘HaveI,Jip?Oh,dokissJip,andbeagreeable!’

           ItwasimpossibletoresistkissingJip,whensheheldhimuptomeforthatpurpose,puttingherownbright,rosylittlemouthintokissingform,asshedirectedtheoperation,whichsheinsistedshouldbeperformedsymmetrically,onthecentreofhisnose.Ididasshebademerewardingmyselfafterwardsformyobedience-andshecharmedmeoutofmygravercharacterforIdon’tknowhowlong.

           ‘But,Dora,mybeloved!’saidI,atlastresumingit;‘Iwasgoingtomentionsomething.’

           ThejudgeofthePrerogativeCourtmighthavefalleninlovewithher,toseeherfoldherlittlehandsandholdthemup,beggingandprayingmenottobedreadfulanymore.

           ‘IndeedIamnotgoingtobe,mydarling!’Iassuredher.

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