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‘
Then
don
’
t
find
fault
with
me
,
’
said
Dora
,
making
a
rosebud
of
her
mouth
;
‘
and
I
’
ll
be
good
.
’
I
was
charmed
by
her
presently
asking
me
,
of
her
own
accord
,
to
give
her
that
cookery
-
book
I
had
once
spoken
of
,
and
to
show
her
how
to
keep
accounts
as
I
had
once
promised
I
would
.
I
brought
the
volume
with
me
on
my
next
visit
(
I
got
it
prettily
bound
,
first
,
to
make
it
look
less
dry
and
more
inviting
)
;
and
as
we
strolled
about
the
Common
,
I
showed
her
an
old
housekeeping
-
book
of
my
aunt
’
s
,
and
gave
her
a
set
of
tablets
,
and
a
pretty
little
pencil
-
case
and
box
of
leads
,
to
practise
housekeeping
with
.
But
the
cookery
-
book
made
Dora
’
s
head
ache
,
and
the
figures
made
her
cry
.
They
wouldn
’
t
add
up
,
she
said
.
So
she
rubbed
them
out
,
and
drew
little
nosegays
and
likenesses
of
me
and
Jip
,
all
over
the
tablets
.
Then
I
playfully
tried
verbal
instruction
in
domestic
matters
,
as
we
walked
about
on
a
Saturday
afternoon
.
Sometimes
,
for
example
,
when
we
passed
a
butcher
’
s
shop
,
I
would
say
:
‘
Now
suppose
,
my
pet
,
that
we
were
married
,
and
you
were
going
to
buy
a
shoulder
of
mutton
for
dinner
,
would
you
know
how
to
buy
it
?
’
My
pretty
little
Dora
’
s
face
would
fall
,
and
she
would
make
her
mouth
into
a
bud
again
,
as
if
she
would
very
much
prefer
to
shut
mine
with
a
kiss
.
‘
Would
you
know
how
to
buy
it
,
my
darling
?
’
I
would
repeat
,
perhaps
,
if
I
were
very
inflexible
.
Dora
would
think
a
little
,
and
then
reply
,
perhaps
,
with
great
triumph
:
‘
Why
,
the
butcher
would
know
how
to
sell
it
,
and
what
need
I
know
?
Oh
,
you
silly
boy
!
’
