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‘
In
the
act
,
my
dear
Annie
,
’
repeated
Mrs
.
Markleham
,
spreading
the
newspaper
on
her
lap
like
a
table
-
cloth
,
and
patting
her
hands
upon
it
,
‘
of
making
his
last
Will
and
Testament
.
The
foresight
and
affection
of
the
dear
!
I
must
tell
you
how
it
was
.
I
really
must
,
in
justice
to
the
darling
—
for
he
is
nothing
less
!
—
tell
you
how
it
was
.
Perhaps
you
know
,
Miss
Trotwood
,
that
there
is
never
a
candle
lighted
in
this
house
,
until
one
’
s
eyes
are
literally
falling
out
of
one
’
s
head
with
being
stretched
to
read
the
paper
.
And
that
there
is
not
a
chair
in
this
house
,
in
which
a
paper
can
be
what
I
call
,
read
,
except
one
in
the
Study
.
This
took
me
to
the
Study
,
where
I
saw
a
light
.
I
opened
the
door
.
In
company
with
the
dear
Doctor
were
two
professional
people
,
evidently
connected
with
the
law
,
and
they
were
all
three
standing
at
the
table
:
the
darling
Doctor
pen
in
hand
.
“
This
simply
expresses
then
,
”
said
the
Doctor
—
Annie
,
my
love
,
attend
to
the
very
words
—
“
this
simply
expresses
then
,
gentlemen
,
the
confidence
I
have
in
Mrs
.
Strong
,
and
gives
her
all
unconditionally
?
”
One
of
the
professional
people
replied
,
“
And
gives
her
all
unconditionally
.
”
Upon
that
,
with
the
natural
feelings
of
a
mother
,
I
said
,
“
Good
God
,
I
beg
your
pardon
!
”
fell
over
the
door
-
step
,
and
came
away
through
the
little
back
passage
where
the
pantry
is
.
’
Mrs
.
Strong
opened
the
window
,
and
went
out
into
the
verandah
,
where
she
stood
leaning
against
a
pillar
.
‘
But
now
isn
’
t
it
,
Miss
Trotwood
,
isn
’
t
it
,
David
,
invigorating
,
’
said
Mrs
.
Markleham
,
mechanically
following
her
with
her
eyes
,
‘
to
find
a
man
at
Doctor
Strong
’
s
time
of
life
,
with
the
strength
of
mind
to
do
this
kind
of
thing
?
It
only
shows
how
right
I
was
.
I
said
to
Annie
,
when
Doctor
Strong
paid
a
very
flattering
visit
to
myself
,
and
made
her
the
subject
of
a
declaration
and
an
offer
,
I
said
,
“
My
dear
,
there
is
no
doubt
whatever
,
in
my
opinion
,
with
reference
to
a
suitable
provision
for
you
,
that
Doctor
Strong
will
do
more
than
he
binds
himself
to
do
.
”
’
Here
the
bell
rang
,
and
we
heard
the
sound
of
the
visitors
’
feet
as
they
went
out
.
‘
It
’
s
all
over
,
no
doubt
,
’
said
the
Old
Soldier
,
after
listening
;
‘
the
dear
creature
has
signed
,
sealed
,
and
delivered
,
and
his
mind
’
s
at
rest
.
Well
it
may
be
!
What
a
mind
!
Annie
,
my
love
,
I
am
going
to
the
Study
with
my
paper
,
for
I
am
a
poor
creature
without
news
.
Miss
Trotwood
,
David
,
pray
come
and
see
the
Doctor
.
’
I
was
conscious
of
Mr
.
Dick
’
s
standing
in
the
shadow
of
the
room
,
shutting
up
his
knife
,
when
we
accompanied
her
to
the
Study
;
and
of
my
aunt
’
s
rubbing
her
nose
violently
,
by
the
way
,
as
a
mild
vent
for
her
intolerance
of
our
military
friend
;
but
who
got
first
into
the
Study
,
or
how
Mrs
.
Markleham
settled
herself
in
a
moment
in
her
easy
-
chair
,
or
how
my
aunt
and
I
came
to
be
left
together
near
the
door
(
unless
her
eyes
were
quicker
than
mine
,
and
she
held
me
back
)
,
I
have
forgotten
,
if
I
ever
knew
.
But
this
I
know
,
—
that
we
saw
the
Doctor
before
he
saw
us
,
sitting
at
his
table
,
among
the
folio
volumes
in
which
he
delighted
,
resting
his
head
calmly
on
his
hand
.
That
,
in
the
same
moment
,
we
saw
Mrs
.
Strong
glide
in
,
pale
and
trembling
.
That
Mr
.
Dick
supported
her
on
his
arm
.
That
he
laid
his
other
hand
upon
the
Doctor
’
s
arm
,
causing
him
to
look
up
with
an
abstracted
air
.
That
,
as
the
Doctor
moved
his
head
,
his
wife
dropped
down
on
one
knee
at
his
feet
,
and
,
with
her
hands
imploringly
lifted
,
fixed
upon
his
face
the
memorable
look
I
had
never
forgotten
.
That
at
this
sight
Mrs
.
Markleham
dropped
the
newspaper
,
and
stared
more
like
a
figure
-
head
intended
for
a
ship
to
be
called
The
Astonishment
,
than
anything
else
I
can
think
of
.
The
gentleness
of
the
Doctor
’
s
manner
and
surprise
,
the
dignity
that
mingled
with
the
supplicating
attitude
of
his
wife
,
the
amiable
concern
of
Mr
.
Dick
,
and
the
earnestness
with
which
my
aunt
said
to
herself
,
‘
That
man
mad
!
’
(
triumphantly
expressive
of
the
misery
from
which
she
had
saved
him
)
—
I
see
and
hear
,
rather
than
remember
,
as
I
write
about
it
.
