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           Alltheservantswerethereinthehallallthedearfriendalltheyoungladiesthedancing-masterwhohadjustarrived;andtherewassuchascuffling,andhugging,andkissing,andcrying,withthehystericalYOOPSofMissSwartz,theparlour-boarder,fromherroom,asnopencandepict,andasthetenderheartwouldfainpassover.Theembracingwasover;theypartedthatis,MissSedleypartedfromherfriends.MissSharphaddemurelyenteredthecarriagesomeminutesbefore.NobodycriedforleavingHER.

           Samboofthebandylegsslammedthecarriagedooronhisyoungweepingmistress.Hesprangupbehindthecarriage."Stop!"criedMissJemima,rushingtothegatewithaparcel.

           "It’ssomesandwiches,mydear,"saidshetoAmelia."Youmaybehungry,youknow;andBecky,BeckySharp,here’sabookforyouthatmysisterthatis,I—Johnson’sDixonary,youknow;youmustn’tleaveuswithoutthat.Good-by.Driveon,coachman.Godblessyou!"

           Andthekindcreatureretreatedintothegarden,overcomewithemotion.

           But,lo!andjustasthecoachdroveoff,MissSharpputherpalefaceoutofthewindowandactuallyflungthebookbackintothegarden.

           ThisalmostcausedJemimatofaintwithterror."Well,Inever"—saidshe—"whatanaudacious"—Emotionpreventedherfromcompletingeithersentence.Thecarriagerolledaway;thegreatgateswereclosed;thebellrangforthedancinglesson

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