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Mrs
General
changed
her
gloves
,
as
to
the
right
glove
being
uppermost
and
the
left
undermost
,
with
a
Prunes
and
Prism
smile
.
‘
To
preserve
your
approbation
,
Mrs
General
,
’
said
Fanny
,
returning
the
smile
with
one
in
which
there
was
no
trace
of
those
ingredients
,
‘
will
of
course
be
the
highest
object
of
my
married
life
;
to
lose
it
,
would
of
course
be
perfect
wretchedness
.
I
am
sure
your
great
kindness
will
not
object
,
and
I
hope
papa
will
not
object
,
to
my
correcting
a
small
mistake
you
have
made
,
however
.
The
best
of
us
are
so
liable
to
mistakes
,
that
even
you
,
Mrs
General
,
have
fallen
into
a
little
error
.
The
attention
and
distinction
you
have
so
impressively
mentioned
,
Mrs
General
,
as
attaching
to
this
confidence
,
are
,
I
have
no
doubt
,
of
the
most
complimentary
and
gratifying
description
;
but
they
don
’
t
at
all
proceed
from
me
.
The
merit
of
having
consulted
you
on
the
subject
would
have
been
so
great
in
me
,
that
I
feel
I
must
not
lay
claim
to
it
when
it
really
is
not
mine
.
It
is
wholly
papa
’
s
.
I
am
deeply
obliged
to
you
for
your
encouragement
and
patronage
,
but
it
was
papa
who
asked
for
it
.
I
have
to
thank
you
,
Mrs
General
,
for
relieving
my
breast
of
a
great
weight
by
so
handsomely
giving
your
consent
to
my
engagement
,
but
you
have
really
nothing
to
thank
me
for
.
I
hope
you
will
always
approve
of
my
proceedings
after
I
have
left
home
and
that
my
sister
also
may
long
remain
the
favoured
object
of
your
condescension
,
Mrs
General
.
’
With
this
address
,
which
was
delivered
in
her
politest
manner
,
Fanny
left
the
room
with
an
elegant
and
cheerful
air
—
to
tear
up
-
stairs
with
a
flushed
face
as
soon
as
she
was
out
of
hearing
,
pounce
in
upon
her
sister
,
call
her
a
little
Dormouse
,
shake
her
for
the
better
opening
of
her
eyes
,
tell
her
what
had
passed
below
,
and
ask
her
what
she
thought
of
Pa
now
?
Towards
Mrs
Merdle
,
the
young
lady
comported
herself
with
great
independence
and
self
-
possession
;
but
not
as
yet
with
any
more
decided
opening
of
hostilities
.
Occasionally
they
had
a
slight
skirmish
,
as
when
Fanny
considered
herself
patted
on
the
back
by
that
lady
,
or
as
when
Mrs
Merdle
looked
particularly
young
and
well
;
but
Mrs
Merdle
always
soon
terminated
those
passages
of
arms
by
sinking
among
her
cushions
with
the
gracefullest
indifference
,
and
finding
her
attention
otherwise
engaged
.
Society
(
for
that
mysterious
creature
sat
upon
the
Seven
Hills
too
)
found
Miss
Fanny
vastly
improved
by
her
engagement
.
She
was
much
more
accessible
,
much
more
free
and
engaging
,
much
less
exacting
;
insomuch
that
she
now
entertained
a
host
of
followers
and
admirers
,
to
the
bitter
indignation
of
ladies
with
daughters
to
marry
,
who
were
to
be
regarded
as
Having
revolted
from
Society
on
the
Miss
Dorrit
grievance
,
and
erected
a
rebellious
standard
.
Enjoying
the
flutter
she
caused
.
Miss
Dorrit
not
only
haughtily
moved
through
it
in
her
own
proper
person
,
but
haughtily
,
even
Ostentatiously
,
led
Mr
Sparkler
through
it
too
:
seeming
to
say
to
them
all
,
‘
If
I
think
proper
to
march
among
you
in
triumphal
procession
attended
by
this
weak
captive
in
bonds
,
rather
than
a
stronger
one
,
that
is
my
business
.
Enough
that
I
choose
to
do
it
!
’
Mr
Sparkler
for
his
part
,
questioned
nothing
;
but
went
wherever
he
was
taken
,
did
whatever
he
was
told
,
felt
that
for
his
bride
-
elect
to
be
distinguished
was
for
him
to
be
distinguished
on
the
easiest
terms
,
and
was
truly
grateful
for
being
so
openly
acknowledged
.
The
winter
passing
on
towards
the
spring
while
this
condition
of
affairs
prevailed
,
it
became
necessary
for
Mr
Sparkler
to
repair
to
England
,
and
take
his
appointed
part
in
the
expression
and
direction
of
its
genius
,
learning
,
commerce
,
spirit
,
and
sense
.
The
land
of
Shakespeare
,
Milton
,
Bacon
,
Newton
,
Watt
,
the
land
of
a
host
of
past
and
present
abstract
philosophers
,
natural
philosophers
,
and
subduers
of
Nature
and
Art
in
their
myriad
forms
,
called
to
Mr
Sparkler
to
come
and
take
care
of
it
,
lest
it
should
perish
.
Mr
Sparkler
,
unable
to
resist
the
agonised
cry
from
the
depths
of
his
country
’
s
soul
,
declared
that
he
must
go
.
It
followed
that
the
question
was
rendered
pressing
when
,
where
,
and
how
Mr
Sparkler
should
be
married
to
the
foremost
girl
in
all
this
world
with
no
nonsense
about
her
.
Its
solution
,
after
some
little
mystery
and
secrecy
,
Miss
Fanny
herself
announced
to
her
sister
.
‘
Now
,
my
child
,
’
said
she
,
seeking
her
out
one
day
,
‘
I
am
going
to
tell
you
something
.
It
is
only
this
moment
broached
;
and
naturally
I
hurry
to
you
the
moment
it
is
broached
.
’
‘
Your
marriage
,
Fanny
?
’
