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‘
Well
,
Amy
,
’
said
Fanny
,
‘
what
are
you
thinking
of
,
little
one
?
’
‘
I
was
thinking
of
you
,
Fanny
.
’
‘
No
?
What
a
coincidence
!
I
declare
here
’
s
some
one
else
.
You
were
not
thinking
of
this
some
one
else
too
;
were
you
,
Amy
?
’
Amy
had
been
thinking
of
this
some
one
else
too
;
for
it
was
Mr
Sparkler
.
She
did
not
say
so
,
however
,
as
she
gave
him
her
hand
.
Mr
Sparkler
came
and
sat
down
on
the
other
side
of
her
,
and
she
felt
the
fraternal
railing
come
behind
her
,
and
apparently
stretch
on
to
include
Fanny
.
‘
Well
,
my
little
sister
,
’
said
Fanny
with
a
sigh
,
‘
I
suppose
you
know
what
this
means
?
’
‘
She
’
s
as
beautiful
as
she
’
s
doated
on
,
’
stammered
Mr
Sparkler
—
‘
and
there
’
s
no
nonsense
about
her
—
it
’
s
arranged
—
’
‘
You
needn
’
t
explain
,
Edmund
,
’
said
Fanny
.
‘
No
,
my
love
,
’
said
Mr
Sparkler
.
‘
In
short
,
pet
,
’
proceeded
Fanny
,
‘
on
the
whole
,
we
are
engaged
.
We
must
tell
papa
about
it
either
to
-
night
or
to
-
morrow
,
according
to
the
opportunities
.
Then
it
’
s
done
,
and
very
little
more
need
be
said
.
’
‘
My
dear
Fanny
,
’
said
Mr
Sparkler
,
with
deference
,
‘
I
should
like
to
say
a
word
to
Amy
.
’
