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The Green Silk Purse

           Joseph,followedgrinning,intheCollector’srear,andbearingtwohandsomenosegaysofflowers,whichthemonsterhadactuallyhadthegallantrytopurchaseinCoventGardenMarketthatmorningtheywerenotasbigasthehaystackswhichladiescarryaboutwiththemnow-a-days,inconesoffiligreepaper;buttheyoungwomenweredelightedwiththegift,asJosephpresentedonetoeach,withanexceedinglysolemnbow.

           "Bravo,Jos!"criedOsborne.

           "Thankyou,dearJoseph,"saidAmelia,quitereadytokissherbrother,ifheweresominded.(AndIthinkforakissfromsuchadearcreatureasAmelia,IwouldpurchaseallMr.Lee’sconservatoriesoutofhand.)

           "Oheavenly,heavenlyflowers!"exclaimedMissSharp,andsmeltthemdelicately,andheldthemtoherbosom,andcastuphereyestotheceiling,inanecstasyofadmiration.Perhapsshejustlookedfirstintothebouquet,toseewhethertherewasabillet-douxhiddenamongtheflowers;buttherewasnoletter.

           "DotheytalkthelanguageofflowersatBoggleyWollah,Sedley?"askedOsborne,laughing.

           "Pooh,nonsense!"repliedthesentimentalyouth."Bought’ematNathan’s;verygladyoulike’em;andeh,Amelia,mydear,Iboughtapine-appleatthesametime,whichIgavetoSambo.Let’shaveitfortiffin;verycoolandnicethishotweather."Rebeccasaidshehadnevertastedapine,andlongedbeyondeverythingtotasteone.

           Sotheconversationwenton.

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