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Flight

           Shesits,inherstatelymanner,holdingherhand,andregardlessofitsroughness,putsitoftentoherlips."Youareamother,mydearsoul,"saysshemanytimes,"andyoufoundoutmyGeorge’smother!""Why,George,"returnsMrs.Bagnet,"wasalwaysfreewithme,ma’am,andwhenhesaidatourhousetomyWoolwichthatofallthethingsmyWoolwichcouldhavetothinkofwhenhegrewtobeaman,thecomfortablestwouldbethathehadneverbroughtasorrowfullineintohismother’sfaceorturnedahairofherheadgrey,thenIfeltsure,fromhisway,thatsomethingfreshhadbroughthisownmotherintohismind.Ihadoftenknownhimsaytome,inpasttimes,thathehadbehavedbadtoher.""Never,mydear!"returnsMrs.Rouncewell,burstingintotears."Myblessingonhim,never!Hewasalwaysfondofme,andlovingtome,wasmyGeorge!Buthehadaboldspirit,andheranalittlewildandwentforasoldier.AndIknowhewaitedatfirst,inlettingusknowabouthimself,tillheshouldrisetobeanofficer;andwhenhedidn’trise,Iknowheconsideredhimselfbeneathus,andwouldn’tbeadisgracetous.Forhehadalionheart,hadmyGeorge,alwaysfromababy!"Theoldlady’shandsstrayaboutherasofyore,whilesherecalls,allinatremble,whatalikelylad,whatafinelad,whatagaygood-humouredcleverladhewas;howtheyalltooktohimdownatChesneyWold;howSirLeicestertooktohimwhenhewasayounggentleman;howthedogstooktohim;howeventhepeoplewhohadbeenangrywithhimforgavehimthemomenthewasgone,poorboy.

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