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Chapter 24. The Evening of a Long Day

           MrMerdle,aftertakinganothergazeintothedepthsofhishatasifhethoughthesawsomethingatthebottom,rubbedhishairandslowlyappendedtohislastremarktheconfirmatorywords,‘Ohdearno.No.Notshe.Notlikely.’

           Asthetopicseemedexhausted,andMrMerdletoo,FannyinquiredifheweregoingtotakeupMrsMerdleandthecarriageinhiswayhome?

           ‘No,’heanswered;‘Ishallgobytheshortestway,andleaveMrsMerdleto—’herehelookedalloverthepalmsofbothhishandsasifheweretellinghisownfortune—‘totakecareofherself.Idaresayshe’llmanagetodoit.’

           ‘Probably,’saidFanny.

           Therewasthenalongsilence;duringwhich,MrsSparkler,lyingbackonhersofaagain,shuthereyesandraisedhereyebrowsinherformerretirementfrommundaneaffairs.

           ‘But,however,’saidMrMerdle,‘Iamequallydetainingyouandmyself.IthoughtI’dgiveyouacall,youknow.’

           ‘Charmed,Iamsure,’saidFanny.

           ‘SoIamoff,’addedMrMerdle,gettingup.‘Couldyoulendmeapenknife?’

           Itwasanoddthing,Fannysmilinglyobserved,forherwhocouldseldomprevailuponherselfeventowritealetter,tolendtoamanofsuchvastbusinessasMrMerdle.‘Isn’tit?’MrMerdleacquiesced;‘butIwantone;andIknowyouhavegotseverallittleweddingkeepsakesabout,withscissorsandtweezersandsuchthingsinthem.Youshallhaveitbackto-morrow

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