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,
as
my
aunt
looked
quite
convinced
,
I
endeavoured
to
look
quite
convinced
also
.
‘
So
I
stepped
in
,
’
said
my
aunt
,
‘
and
made
him
an
offer
.
I
said
,
“
Your
brother
’
s
sane
—
a
great
deal
more
sane
than
you
are
,
or
ever
will
be
,
it
is
to
be
hoped
.
Let
him
have
his
little
income
,
and
come
and
live
with
me
.
I
am
not
afraid
of
him
,
I
am
not
proud
,
I
am
ready
to
take
care
of
him
,
and
shall
not
ill
-
treat
him
as
some
people
(
besides
the
asylum
-
folks
)
have
done
.
”
After
a
good
deal
of
squabbling
,
’
said
my
aunt
,
‘
I
got
him
;
and
he
has
been
here
ever
since
.
He
is
the
most
friendly
and
amenable
creature
in
existence
;
and
as
for
advice
!
—
But
nobody
knows
what
that
man
’
s
mind
is
,
except
myself
.
’
My
aunt
smoothed
her
dress
and
shook
her
head
,
as
if
she
smoothed
defiance
of
the
whole
world
out
of
the
one
,
and
shook
it
out
of
the
other
.
‘
He
had
a
favourite
sister
,
’
said
my
aunt
,
‘
a
good
creature
,
and
very
kind
to
him
.
But
she
did
what
they
all
do
—
took
a
husband
.
And
HE
did
what
they
all
do
—
made
her
wretched
.
It
had
such
an
effect
upon
the
mind
of
Mr
.
Dick
(
that
’
s
not
madness
,
I
hope
!
)
that
,
combined
with
his
fear
of
his
brother
,
and
his
sense
of
his
unkindness
,
it
threw
him
into
a
fever
.
That
was
before
he
came
to
me
,
but
the
recollection
of
it
is
oppressive
to
him
even
now
.
Did
he
say
anything
to
you
about
King
Charles
the
First
,
child
?
’
‘
Yes
,
aunt
.
’
‘
Ah
!
’
said
my
aunt
,
rubbing
her
nose
as
if
she
were
a
little
vexed
.
‘
That
’
s
his
allegorical
way
of
expressing
it
.
He
connects
his
illness
with
great
disturbance
and
agitation
,
naturally
,
and
that
’
s
the
figure
,
or
the
simile
,
or
whatever
it
’
s
called
,
which
he
chooses
to
use
.
And
why
shouldn
’
t
he
,
if
he
thinks
proper
!
’
I
said
:
‘
Certainly
,
aunt
.
’
‘
It
’
s
not
a
business
-
like
way
of
speaking
,
’
said
my
aunt
,
‘
nor
a
worldly
way
.
I
am
aware
of
that
;
and
that
’
s
the
reason
why
I
insist
upon
it
,
that
there
shan
’
t
be
a
word
about
it
in
his
Memorial
.
’
‘
Is
it
a
Memorial
about
his
own
history
that
he
is
writing
,
aunt
?
’
