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A Little Cold Water

           ‘But,Dora,mylove,ifyouwillsometimesthink,notdespondingly,youknow;farfromthat!butifyouwillsometimesthinkjusttoencourageyourselfthatyouareengagedtoapoorman

           ‘Don’t,don’t!Praydon’t!’criedDora.‘It’ssoverydreadful!’

           ‘Mysoul,notatall!’saidI,cheerfully.‘Ifyouwillsometimesthinkofthat,andlookaboutnowandthenatyourpapa’shousekeeping,andendeavourtoacquirealittlehabitofaccounts,forinstance

           PoorlittleDorareceivedthissuggestionwithsomethingthatwashalfasobandhalfascream.

           ‘-Itwouldbesousefultousafterwards,’Iwenton.‘AndifyouwouldpromisemetoreadalittlealittleCookeryBookthatIwouldsendyou,itwouldbesoexcellentforbothofus.Forourpathinlife,myDora,’saidI,warmingwiththesubject,‘isstonyandruggednow,anditrestswithustosmoothit.Wemustfightourwayonward.Wemustbebrave.Thereareobstaclestobemet,andwemustmeet,andcrushthem!’

           Iwasgoingonatagreatrate,withaclenchedhand,andamostenthusiasticcountenance;butitwasquiteunnecessarytoproceed.Ihadsaidenough.Ihaddoneitagain.Oh,shewassofrightened!Oh,wherewasJuliaMills!Oh,takehertoJuliaMills,andgoaway,please!Sothat,inshort,Iwasquitedistracted,andravedaboutthedrawing-room.

           IthoughtIhadkilledher,thistime.Isprinkledwateronherface.

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