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‘
I
would
rather
not
,
’
she
said
to
the
Doctor
.
‘
I
prefer
to
remain
at
home
.
I
would
much
rather
remain
at
home
.
’
Without
looking
at
her
cousin
,
she
then
addressed
me
,
and
asked
me
about
Agnes
,
and
whether
she
should
see
her
,
and
whether
she
was
not
likely
to
come
that
day
;
and
was
so
much
disturbed
,
that
I
wondered
how
even
the
Doctor
,
buttering
his
toast
,
could
be
blind
to
what
was
so
obvious
.
But
he
saw
nothing
.
He
told
her
,
good
-
naturedly
,
that
she
was
young
and
ought
to
be
amused
and
entertained
,
and
must
not
allow
herself
to
be
made
dull
by
a
dull
old
fellow
.
Moreover
,
he
said
,
he
wanted
to
hear
her
sing
all
the
new
singer
’
s
songs
to
him
;
and
how
could
she
do
that
well
,
unless
she
went
?
So
the
Doctor
persisted
in
making
the
engagement
for
her
,
and
Mr
.
Jack
Maldon
was
to
come
back
to
dinner
.
This
concluded
,
he
went
to
his
Patent
place
,
I
suppose
;
but
at
all
events
went
away
on
his
horse
,
looking
very
idle
.
I
was
curious
to
find
out
next
morning
,
whether
she
had
been
.
She
had
not
,
but
had
sent
into
London
to
put
her
cousin
off
;
and
had
gone
out
in
the
afternoon
to
see
Agnes
,
and
had
prevailed
upon
the
Doctor
to
go
with
her
;
and
they
had
walked
home
by
the
fields
,
the
Doctor
told
me
,
the
evening
being
delightful
.
I
wondered
then
,
whether
she
would
have
gone
if
Agnes
had
not
been
in
town
,
and
whether
Agnes
had
some
good
influence
over
her
too
!
She
did
not
look
very
happy
,
I
thought
;
but
it
was
a
good
face
,
or
a
very
false
one
.
I
often
glanced
at
it
,
for
she
sat
in
the
window
all
the
time
we
were
at
work
;
and
made
our
breakfast
,
which
we
took
by
snatches
as
we
were
employed
.
When
I
left
,
at
nine
o
’
clock
,
she
was
kneeling
on
the
ground
at
the
Doctor
’
s
feet
,
putting
on
his
shoes
and
gaiters
for
him
.
There
was
a
softened
shade
upon
her
face
,
thrown
from
some
green
leaves
overhanging
the
open
window
of
the
low
room
;
and
I
thought
all
the
way
to
Doctors
’
Commons
,
of
the
night
when
I
had
seen
it
looking
at
him
as
he
read
.
I
was
pretty
busy
now
;
up
at
five
in
the
morning
,
and
home
at
nine
or
ten
at
night
.
But
I
had
infinite
satisfaction
in
being
so
closely
engaged
,
and
never
walked
slowly
on
any
account
,
and
felt
enthusiastically
that
the
more
I
tired
myself
,
the
more
I
was
doing
to
deserve
Dora
.
I
had
not
revealed
myself
in
my
altered
character
to
Dora
yet
,
because
she
was
coming
to
see
Miss
Mills
in
a
few
days
,
and
I
deferred
all
I
had
to
tell
her
until
then
;
merely
informing
her
in
my
letters
(
all
our
communications
were
secretly
forwarded
through
Miss
Mills
)
,
that
I
had
much
to
tell
her
.
In
the
meantime
,
I
put
myself
on
a
short
allowance
of
bear
’
s
grease
,
wholly
abandoned
scented
soap
and
lavender
water
,
and
sold
off
three
waistcoats
at
a
prodigious
sacrifice
,
as
being
too
luxurious
for
my
stern
career
.
Not
satisfied
with
all
these
proceedings
,
but
burning
with
impatience
to
do
something
more
,
I
went
to
see
Traddles
,
now
lodging
up
behind
the
parapet
of
a
house
in
Castle
Street
,
Holborn
.
Mr
.
Dick
,
who
had
been
with
me
to
Highgate
twice
already
,
and
had
resumed
his
companionship
with
the
Doctor
,
I
took
with
me
.
I
took
Mr
.
