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‘
That
I
am
sure
of
,
’
she
answered
,
with
uncommon
fervour
.
‘
If
I
am
sure
of
anything
,
of
course
,
you
know
,
I
am
sure
of
that
.
’
Mrs
.
Steerforth
appeared
to
me
to
regret
having
been
a
little
nettled
;
for
she
presently
said
,
in
a
kind
tone
:
‘
Well
,
my
dear
Rosa
,
we
have
not
heard
what
it
is
that
you
want
to
be
satisfied
about
?
’
‘
That
I
want
to
be
satisfied
about
?
’
she
replied
,
with
provoking
coldness
.
‘
Oh
!
It
was
only
whether
people
,
who
are
like
each
other
in
their
moral
constitution
—
is
that
the
phrase
?
’
‘
It
’
s
as
good
a
phrase
as
another
,
’
said
Steerforth
.
‘
Thank
you
:
—
whether
people
,
who
are
like
each
other
in
their
moral
constitution
,
are
in
greater
danger
than
people
not
so
circumstanced
,
supposing
any
serious
cause
of
variance
to
arise
between
them
,
of
being
divided
angrily
and
deeply
?
’
‘
I
should
say
yes
,
’
said
Steerforth
.
‘
Should
you
?
’
she
retorted
.
‘
Dear
me
!
Supposing
then
,
for
instance
—
any
unlikely
thing
will
do
for
a
supposition
—
that
you
and
your
mother
were
to
have
a
serious
quarrel
.
’
‘
My
dear
Rosa
,
’
interposed
Mrs
.
Steerforth
,
laughing
good
-
naturedly
,
‘
suggest
some
other
supposition
!
James
and
I
know
our
duty
to
each
other
better
,
I
pray
Heaven
!
’
