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Arcadian Simplicity

           WhatIlikebest,isforanoblemantomarryamiller’sdaughter,asLordFlowerdalediditmakesallthewomensoangryIwishsomegreatmanwouldrunawaywithyou,mydear;I’msureyou’reprettyenough."

           "Twopost-boys!Oh,itwouldbedelightful!"Rebeccaowned.

           "AndwhatIlikenextbest,isforapoorfellowtorunawaywitharichgirl.IhavesetmyheartonRawdonrunningawaywithsomeone."

           "Arichsomeone,orapoorsomeone?"

           "Why,yougoose!RawdonhasnotashillingbutwhatIgivehim.Heiscriblededetteshemustrepairhisfortunes,andsucceedintheworld."

           "Isheveryclever?"Rebeccaasked.

           "Clever,mylove?notanideaintheworldbeyondhishorses,andhisregiment,andhishunting,andhisplay;buthemustsucceedhe’ssodelightfullywicked.Don’tyouknowhehashitaman,andshotaninjuredfatherthroughthehatonly?He’sadoredinhisregiment;andalltheyoungmenatWattier’sandtheCocoa-Treeswearbyhim."

           WhenMissRebeccaSharpwrotetoherbelovedfriendtheaccountofthelittleballatQueen’sCrawley,andthemannerinwhich,forthefirsttime,CaptainCrawleyhaddistinguishedher,shedidnot,strangetorelate,giveanaltogetheraccurateaccountofthetransaction.TheCaptainhaddistinguishedheragreatnumberoftimesbefore.TheCaptainhadmetherinahalf-scoreofwalks.

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