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‘
How
could
you
help
yourself
from
being
married
!
’
‘
O
’
course
,
’
said
Mrs
Flintwinch
.
‘
It
was
no
doing
o
’
mine
.
I
’
d
never
thought
of
it
.
I
’
d
got
something
to
do
,
without
thinking
,
indeed
!
She
kept
me
to
it
(
as
well
as
he
)
when
she
could
go
about
,
and
she
could
go
about
then
.
’
‘
Well
?
’
‘
Well
?
’
echoed
Mrs
Flintwinch
.
‘
That
’
s
what
I
said
myself
.
Well
!
What
’
s
the
use
of
considering
?
If
them
two
clever
ones
have
made
up
their
minds
to
it
,
what
’
s
left
for
me
to
do
?
Nothing
.
’
‘
Was
it
my
mother
’
s
project
,
then
?
’
‘
The
Lord
bless
you
,
Arthur
,
and
forgive
me
the
wish
!
’
cried
Affery
,
speaking
always
in
a
low
tone
.
‘
If
they
hadn
’
t
been
both
of
a
mind
in
it
,
how
could
it
ever
have
been
?
Jeremiah
never
courted
me
;
t
’
ant
likely
that
he
would
,
after
living
in
the
house
with
me
and
ordering
me
about
for
as
many
years
as
he
’
d
done
.
He
said
to
me
one
day
,
he
said
,
“
Affery
,
”
he
said
,
“
now
I
am
going
to
tell
you
something
.
What
do
you
think
of
the
name
of
Flintwinch
?
”
“
What
do
I
think
of
it
?
”
I
says
.
“
Yes
,
”
he
said
,
“
because
you
’
re
going
to
take
it
,
”
he
said
.
“
Take
it
?
”
I
says
.
“
Jere
-
mi
-
ah
?
”
Oh
!
he
’
s
a
clever
one
!
’
Mrs
Flintwinch
went
on
to
spread
the
upper
sheet
over
the
bed
,
and
the
blanket
over
that
,
and
the
counterpane
over
that
,
as
if
she
had
quite
concluded
her
story
.
‘
Well
?
’
said
Arthur
again
.
‘
Well
?
’
echoed
Mrs
Flintwinch
again
.
‘
How
could
I
help
myself
?
He
said
to
me
,
“
Affery
,
you
and
me
must
be
married
,
and
I
’
ll
tell
you
why
.
She
’
s
failing
in
health
,
and
she
’
ll
want
pretty
constant
attendance
up
in
her
room
,
and
we
shall
have
to
be
much
with
her
,
and
there
’
ll
be
nobody
about
now
but
ourselves
when
we
’
re
away
from
her
,
and
altogether
it
will
be
more
convenient
.
She
’
s
of
my
opinion
,
”
he
said
,
“
so
if
you
’
ll
put
your
bonnet
on
next
Monday
morning
at
eight
,
we
’
ll
get
it
over
.
”
’
Mrs
Flintwinch
tucked
up
the
bed
.
