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‘
Not
so
mama
,
’
said
Annie
;
‘
but
I
make
him
what
he
was
.
I
must
do
that
.
As
I
grew
up
,
he
occupied
the
same
place
still
.
I
was
proud
of
his
interest
:
deeply
,
fondly
,
gratefully
attached
to
him
.
I
looked
up
to
him
,
I
can
hardly
describe
how
—
as
a
father
,
as
a
guide
,
as
one
whose
praise
was
different
from
all
other
praise
,
as
one
in
whom
I
could
have
trusted
and
confided
,
if
I
had
doubted
all
the
world
.
You
know
,
mama
,
how
young
and
inexperienced
I
was
,
when
you
presented
him
before
me
,
of
a
sudden
,
as
a
lover
.
’
‘
I
have
mentioned
the
fact
,
fifty
times
at
least
,
to
everybody
here
!
’
said
Mrs
.
Markleham
.
(
‘
Then
hold
your
tongue
,
for
the
Lord
’
s
sake
,
and
don
’
t
mention
it
any
more
!
’
muttered
my
aunt
.
)
‘
It
was
so
great
a
change
:
so
great
a
loss
,
I
felt
it
,
at
first
,
’
said
Annie
,
still
preserving
the
same
look
and
tone
,
‘
that
I
was
agitated
and
distressed
.
I
was
but
a
girl
;
and
when
so
great
a
change
came
in
the
character
in
which
I
had
so
long
looked
up
to
him
,
I
think
I
was
sorry
.
But
nothing
could
have
made
him
what
he
used
to
be
again
;
and
I
was
proud
that
he
should
think
me
so
worthy
,
and
we
were
married
.
’
‘
-
At
Saint
Alphage
,
Canterbury
,
’
observed
Mrs
.
Markleham
.
(
‘
Confound
the
woman
!
’
said
my
aunt
,
‘
she
WON
’
T
be
quiet
!
’
)
‘
I
never
thought
,
’
proceeded
Annie
,
with
a
heightened
colour
,
‘
of
any
worldly
gain
that
my
husband
would
bring
to
me
.
My
young
heart
had
no
room
in
its
homage
for
any
such
poor
reference
.
Mama
,
forgive
me
when
I
say
that
it
was
you
who
first
presented
to
my
mind
the
thought
that
anyone
could
wrong
me
,
and
wrong
him
,
by
such
a
cruel
suspicion
.
’
‘
Me
!
’
cried
Mrs
.
Markleham
.
(
‘
Ah
!
You
,
to
be
sure
!
’
observed
my
aunt
,
‘
and
you
can
’
t
fan
it
away
,
my
military
friend
!
’
)
