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The Green Silk Purse

           JosSedley,whoadmiredhisownlegsprodigiously,andalwaysworethisornamentalchaussure,wasextremelypleasedatthisremark,thoughhedrewhislegsunderhischairasitwasmade.

           "MissSharp!"saidGeorgeOsborne,"youwhoaresocleveranartist,youmustmakeagrandhistoricalpictureofthesceneoftheboots.Sedleyshallberepresentedinbuckskins,andholdingoneoftheinjuredbootsinonehand;bytheotherheshallhaveholdofmyshirt-frill.Ameliashallbekneelingnearhim,withherlittlehandsup;andthepictureshallhaveagrandallegoricaltitle,asthefrontispieceshaveintheMedullaandthespelling-book."

           "Ishan’thavetimetodoithere,"saidRebecca.‘I’lldoitwhenwhenI’mgone."Andshedroppedhervoice,andlookedsosadandpiteous,thateverybodyfelthowcruelherlotwas,andhowsorrytheywouldbetopartwithher.

           "Othatyoucouldstaylonger,dearRebecca,"saidAmelia.

           "Why?"answeredtheother,stillmoresadly."ThatImaybeonlythemoreunhapunwillingtoloseyou?"Andsheturnedawayherhead.Ameliabegantogivewaytothatnaturalinfirmityoftearswhich,wehavesaid,wasoneofthedefectsofthissillylittlething.GeorgeOsbornelookedatthetwoyoungwomenwithatouchedcuriosity;andJosephSedleyheavedsomethingverylikeasighoutofhisbigchest,ashecasthiseyesdowntowardshisfavouriteHessianboots.

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