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But
my
children
are
all
good
-
tempered
,
thank
God
.
"
This
was
easily
credible
to
any
one
looking
at
Mrs
.
Vincy
as
she
threw
back
her
broad
cap
-
strings
,
and
smiled
towards
her
three
little
girls
,
aged
from
seven
to
eleven
.
But
in
that
smiling
glance
she
was
obliged
to
include
Mary
Garth
,
whom
the
three
girls
had
got
into
a
corner
to
make
her
tell
them
stories
.
Mary
was
just
finishing
the
delicious
tale
of
Rumpelstiltskin
,
which
she
had
well
by
heart
,
because
Letty
was
never
tired
of
communicating
it
to
her
ignorant
elders
from
a
favorite
red
volume
.
Louisa
,
Mrs
.
Vincy
’
s
darling
,
now
ran
to
her
with
wide
-
eyed
serious
excitement
,
crying
,
"
Oh
mamma
,
mamma
,
the
little
man
stamped
so
hard
on
the
floor
he
couldn
’
t
get
his
leg
out
again
!
"
"
Bless
you
,
my
cherub
!
"
said
mamma
;
"
you
shall
tell
me
all
about
it
to
-
morrow
.
Go
and
listen
!
"
and
then
,
as
her
eyes
followed
Louisa
back
towards
the
attractive
corner
,
she
thought
that
if
Fred
wished
her
to
invite
Mary
again
she
would
make
no
objection
,
the
children
being
so
pleased
with
her
.
But
presently
the
corner
became
still
more
animated
,
for
Mr
.
Farebrother
came
in
,
and
seating
himself
behind
Louisa
,
took
her
on
his
lap
;
whereupon
the
girls
all
insisted
that
he
must
hear
Rumpelstiltskin
,
and
Mary
must
tell
it
over
again
.
He
insisted
too
,
and
Mary
,
without
fuss
,
began
again
in
her
neat
fashion
,
with
precisely
the
same
words
as
before
.
Fred
,
who
had
also
seated
himself
near
,
would
have
felt
unmixed
triumph
in
Mary
’
s
effectiveness
if
Mr
.
Farebrother
had
not
been
looking
at
her
with
evident
admiration
,
while
he
dramatized
an
intense
interest
in
the
tale
to
please
the
children
.
"
You
will
never
care
any
more
about
my
one
-
eyed
giant
,
Loo
,
"
said
Fred
at
the
end
.
"
Yes
,
I
shall
.
Tell
about
him
now
,
"
said
Louisa
.
"
Oh
,
I
dare
say
;
I
am
quite
cut
out
.
Ask
Mr
.
Farebrother
.
"
"
Yes
,
"
added
Mary
;
"
ask
Mr
.
Farebrother
to
tell
you
about
the
ants
whose
beautiful
house
was
knocked
down
by
a
giant
named
Tom
,
and
he
thought
they
didn
’
t
mind
because
he
couldn
’
t
hear
them
cry
,
or
see
them
use
their
pocket
-
handkerchiefs
.
"
"
Please
,
"
said
Louisa
,
looking
up
at
the
Vicar
.
