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Sunday After the Battle

           "Andasitmayendfatallywithme,"Rawdonsaidwithabrokenvoice,"andastheboyhasnomother,ImustleavehimtoyouandJane,Pittonlyitwillbeacomforttomeifyouwillpromisemetobehisfriend."

           Theelderbrotherwasmuchaffected,andshookRawdon’shandwithacordialityseldomexhibitedbyhim.Rawdonpassedhishandoverhisshaggyeyebrows."Thankyou,brother,"saidhe."IknowIcantrustyourword."

           "Iwill,uponmyhonour,"theBaronetsaid.Andthus,andalmostmutely,thisbargainwasstruckbetweenthem.

           ThenRawdontookoutofhispocketthelittlepocket-bookwhichhehaddiscoveredinBecky’sdesk,andfromwhichhedrewabundleofthenoteswhichitcontained."Here’ssixhundred,"hesaid—"youdidn’tknowIwassorich.IwantyoutogivethemoneytoBriggs,wholentittousandwhowaskindtotheboyandI’vealwaysfeltashamedofhavingtakenthepooroldwoman’smoney.Andhere’ssomemoreI’veonlykeptbackafewpoundswhichBeckymayaswellhave,togetonwith."Ashespokehetookholdoftheothernotestogivetohisbrother,buthishandsshook,andhewassoagitatedthatthepocket-bookfellfromhim,andoutofitthethousand-poundnotewhichhadbeenthelastoftheunluckyBecky’swinnings.

           Pittstoopedandpickedthemup,amazedatsomuchwealth."Notthat,"Rawdonsaid."Ihopetoputabulletintothemanwhomthatbelongsto.

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