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"
O
,
his
manners
!
won
’
t
his
manners
do
then
?
"
asked
Biddy
,
plucking
a
black
-
currant
leaf
.
"
My
dear
Biddy
,
they
do
very
well
here
—
"
"
O
!
they
do
very
well
here
?
"
interrupted
Biddy
,
looking
closely
at
the
leaf
in
her
hand
.
"
Hear
me
out
—
but
if
I
were
to
remove
Joe
into
a
higher
sphere
,
as
I
shall
hope
to
remove
him
when
I
fully
come
into
my
property
,
they
would
hardly
do
him
justice
.
"
"
And
don
’
t
you
think
he
knows
that
?
"
asked
Biddy
.
It
was
such
a
very
provoking
question
(
for
it
had
never
in
the
most
distant
manner
occurred
to
me
)
,
that
I
said
,
snappishly
—
"
Biddy
,
what
do
you
mean
?
"
Biddy
,
having
rubbed
the
leaf
to
pieces
between
her
hands
—
and
the
smell
of
a
black
-
currant
bush
has
ever
since
recalled
to
me
that
evening
in
the
little
garden
by
the
side
of
the
lane
—
said
,
"
Have
you
never
considered
that
he
may
be
proud
?
"
"
Proud
?
"
I
repeated
,
with
disdainful
emphasis
.
"
O
!
there
are
many
kinds
of
pride
,
"
said
Biddy
,
looking
full
at
me
and
shaking
her
head
;
"
pride
is
not
all
of
one
kind
—
"
