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           HowcouldIputevenalittleofthatarticleintoasuppressionofreferencetowhathadoccurred?How,ontheotherhand,couldImakereferencewithoutanewplungeintothehideousobscure?Well,asortofanswer,afteratime,hadcometome,anditwassofarconfirmedasthatIwasmet,incontestably,bythequickenedvisionofwhatwasrareinmylittlecompanion.Itwasindeedasifhehadfoundevennow—ashehadsooftenfoundatlessons—stillsomeotherdelicatewaytoeasemeoff.Wasn’ttherelightinthefactwhich,aswesharedoursolitude,brokeoutwithaspeciousglitterithadneveryetquiteworn?—thefactthat(opportunityaiding,preciousopportunitywhichhadnowcome)itwouldbepreposterous,withachildsoendowed,toforegothehelponemightwrestfromabsoluteintelligence?Whathadhisintelligencebeengivenhimforbuttosavehim?Mightn’tone,toreachhismind,riskthestretchofanangulararmoverhischaracter?Itwasasif,whenwewerefacetofaceinthediningroom,hehadliterallyshownmetheway.Theroastmuttonwasonthetable,andIhaddispensedwithattendance.Miles,beforehesatdown,stoodamomentwithhishandsinhispocketsandlookedatthejoint,onwhichheseemedonthepointofpassingsomehumorousjudgment.Butwhathepresentlyproducedwas:“Isay,mydear,isshereallyveryawfullyill?”

           “LittleFlora?Notsobadbutthatshe’llpresentlybebetter.Londonwillsetherup.Blyhadceasedtoagreewithher.Comehereandtakeyourmutton.