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Esther’s Narrative

           Turveydropunderwentasevereinternalstruggleandcameuprightonthesofaagainwithhischeekspuffingoverhisstiffcravat,aperfectmodelofparentaldeportment."Myson!"saidMr.Turveydrop."Mychildren!Icannotresistyourprayer.Behappy!"Hisbenignityasheraisedhisfuturedaughter-in-lawandstretchedouthishandtohisson(whokisseditwithaffectionaterespectandgratitude)wasthemostconfusingsightIeversaw."Mychildren,"saidMr.Turveydrop,paternallyencirclingCaddywithhisleftarmasshesatbesidehim,andputtinghisrighthandgracefullyonhiship."Mysonanddaughter,yourhappinessshallbemycare.Iwillwatchoveryou.Youshallalwayslivewithme"meaning,ofcourse,Iwillalwayslivewithyou"thishouseishenceforthasmuchyoursasmine;considerityourhome.Mayyoulonglivetoshareitwithme!"Thepowerofhisdeportmentwassuchthattheyreallywereasmuchovercomewiththankfulnessasif,insteadofquarteringhimselfuponthemfortherestofhislife,heweremakingsomemunificentsacrificeintheirfavour."Formyself,mychildren,"saidMr.Turveydrop,"Iamfallingintothesearandyellowleaf,anditisimpossibletosayhowlongthelastfeebletracesofgentlemanlydeportmentmaylingerinthisweavingandspinningage.But,solong,Iwilldomydutytosocietyandwillshowmyself,asusual,abouttown.Mywantsarefewandsimple.Mylittleapartmenthere,myfewessentialsforthetoilet,myfrugalmorningmeal,andmylittledinnerwillsuffice.

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