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In Which Miss Sharp and Miss Sedley Prepare to Open the Campaign

           VivelaFrance!Vivel’Empereur!ViveBonaparte!"

           "ORebecca,Rebecca,forshame!"criedMissSedley;forthiswasthegreatestblasphemyRebeccahadasyetuttered;andinthosedays,inEngland,tosay,"LongliveBonaparte!"wasasmuchastosay,"LongliveLucifer!""Howcanyouhowdareyouhavesuchwicked,revengefulthoughts?"

           "Revengemaybewicked,butit’snatural,"answeredMissRebecca."I’mnoangel."And,tosaythetruth,shecertainlywasnot.

           Foritmayberemarkedinthecourseofthislittleconversation(whichtookplaceasthecoachrolledalonglazilybytheriverside)thatthoughMissRebeccaSharphastwicehadoccasiontothankHeaven,ithasbeen,inthefirstplace,forriddingherofsomepersonwhomshehated,andsecondly,forenablinghertobringherenemiestosomesortofperplexityorconfusion;neitherofwhichareveryamiablemotivesforreligiousgratitude,orsuchaswouldbeputforwardbypersonsofakindandplacabledisposition.MissRebeccawasnot,then,intheleastkindorplacable.Alltheworldusedherill,saidthisyoungmisanthropist,andwemaybeprettycertainthatpersonswhomalltheworldtreatsill,deserveentirelythetreatmenttheyget.Theworldisalooking-glass,andgivesbacktoeverymanthereflectionofhisownface.Frownatit,anditwillinturnlooksourlyuponyou;laughatitandwithit,anditisajollykindcompanion;andsoletallyoungpersonstaketheirchoice.

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