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Dora’s Aunts

           Theconditionsbeingnowclosed,Iexpressedmyacknowledgementsinthewarmestmanner;and,takingthehand,firstofMissClarissa,andthenofMissLavinia,pressedit,ineachcase,tomylips.

           MissLaviniathenarose,andbeggingMr.Traddlestoexcuseusforaminute,requestedmetofollowher.Iobeyed,allinatremble,andwasconductedintoanotherroom.ThereIfoundmyblesseddarlingstoppingherearsbehindthedoor,withherdearlittlefaceagainstthewall;andJipintheplate-warmerwithhisheadtiedupinatowel.

           Oh!Howbeautifulshewasinherblackfrock,andhowshesobbedandcriedatfirst,andwouldn’tcomeoutfrombehindthedoor!Howfondwewereofoneanother,whenshedidcomeoutatlast;andwhatastateofblissIwasin,whenwetookJipoutoftheplate-warmer,andrestoredhimtothelight,sneezingverymuch,andwereallthreereunited!

           ‘MydearestDora!Now,indeed,myownforever!’

           ‘Oh,DON’T!’pleadedDora.‘Please!’

           ‘Areyounotmyownforever,Dora?’

           ‘Ohyes,ofcourseIam!’criedDora,‘butIamsofrightened!’

           ‘Frightened,myown?’

           ‘Ohyes!Idon’tlikehim,’saidDora.‘Whydon’thego?’

           ‘Who,mylife?’

           ‘Yourfriend,’saidDora.‘Itisn’tanybusinessofhis.

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