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The
news
of
Lady
Crawley
's
death
provoked
no
more
grief
or
comment
than
might
have
been
expected
in
Miss
Crawley
's
family
circle
.
"
I
suppose
I
must
put
off
my
party
for
the
3rd
,
"
Miss
Crawley
said
;
and
added
,
after
a
pause
,
"
I
hope
my
brother
will
have
the
decency
not
to
marry
again
.
"
"
What
a
confounded
rage
Pitt
will
be
in
if
he
does
,
"
Rawdon
remarked
,
with
his
usual
regard
for
his
elder
brother
.
Rebecca
said
nothing
.
She
seemed
by
far
the
gravest
and
most
impressed
of
the
family
.
She
left
the
room
before
Rawdon
went
away
that
day
;
but
they
met
by
chance
below
,
as
he
was
going
away
after
taking
leave
,
and
had
a
parley
together
.
On
the
morrow
,
as
Rebecca
was
gazing
from
the
window
,
she
startled
Miss
Crawley
,
who
was
placidly
occupied
with
a
French
novel
,
by
crying
out
in
an
alarmed
tone
,
"
Here
's
Sir
Pitt
,
Ma'am
!
"
and
the
Baronet
's
knock
followed
this
announcement
.
"
My
dear
,
I
ca
n't
see
him
.
I
wo
n't
see
him
.
Tell
Bowls
not
at
home
,
or
go
downstairs
and
say
I
'm
too
ill
to
receive
any
one
.
My
nerves
really
wo
n't
bear
my
brother
at
this
moment
,
"
cried
out
Miss
Crawley
,
and
resumed
the
novel
.
"
She
's
too
ill
to
see
you
,
sir
,
"
Rebecca
said
,
tripping
down
to
Sir
Pitt
,
who
was
preparing
to
ascend
.
"
So
much
the
better
,
"
Sir
Pitt
answered
.
"
I
want
to
see
YOU
,
Miss
Becky
.
Come
along
a
me
into
the
parlour
,
"
and
they
entered
that
apartment
together
.
"
I
wawnt
you
back
at
Queen
's
Crawley
,
Miss
,
"
the
baronet
said
,
fixing
his
eyes
upon
her
,
and
taking
off
his
black
gloves
and
his
hat
with
its
great
crape
hat-band
.
His
eyes
had
such
a
strange
look
,
and
fixed
upon
her
so
steadfastly
,
that
Rebecca
Sharp
began
almost
to
tremble
.
"
I
hope
to
come
soon
,
"
she
said
in
a
low
voice
,
"
as
soon
as
Miss
Crawley
is
better
--
and
return
to
--
to
the
dear
children
.
"
"
You
've
said
so
these
three
months
,
Becky
,
"
replied
Sir
Pitt
,
"
and
still
you
go
hanging
on
to
my
sister
,
who
'll
fling
you
off
like
an
old
shoe
,
when
she
's
wore
you
out
.
I
tell
you
I
want
you
.
I
'm
going
back
to
the
Vuneral
.
Will
you
come
back
?
Yes
or
no
?
"
