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‘
The
ladies
want
you
not
to
say
anything
to
the
old
gentleman
about
the
young
gentleman
having
been
upstairs
;
and
I
want
you
too
.
’
,
is
that
all
?
’
said
the
fat
boy
,
evidently
very
much
relieved
,
as
he
pocketed
the
half
-
crown
again
.
‘
Of
course
I
ain
’
t
a
-
going
to
.
’
‘
You
see
,
’
said
Mary
,
‘
Mr
.
Snodgrass
is
very
fond
of
Miss
Emily
,
and
Miss
Emily
’
s
very
fond
of
him
,
and
if
you
were
to
tell
about
it
,
the
old
gentleman
would
carry
you
all
away
miles
into
the
country
,
where
you
’
d
see
nobody
.
’
‘
No
,
no
,
I
won
’
t
tell
,
’
said
the
fat
boy
stoutly
.
‘
That
’
s
a
dear
,
’
said
Mary
.
‘
Now
it
’
s
time
I
went
upstairs
,
and
got
my
lady
ready
for
dinner
.
’
‘
Don
’
t
go
yet
,
’
urged
the
fat
boy
.
‘
I
must
,
’
replied
Mary
.
‘
Good
-
bye
,
for
the
present
.
’
The
fat
boy
,
with
elephantine
playfulness
,
stretched
out
his
arms
to
ravish
a
kiss
;
but
as
it
required
no
great
agility
to
elude
him
,
his
fair
enslaver
had
vanished
before
he
closed
them
again
;
upon
which
the
apathetic
youth
ate
a
pound
or
so
of
steak
with
a
sentimental
countenance
,
and
fell
fast
asleep
.
There
was
so
much
to
say
upstairs
,
and
there
were
so
many
plans
to
concert
for
elopement
and
matrimony
in
the
event
of
old
Wardle
continuing
to
be
cruel
,
that
it
wanted
only
half
an
hour
of
dinner
when
Mr
.
Snodgrass
took
his
final
adieu
.
The
ladies
ran
to
Emily
’
s
bedroom
to
dress
,
and
the
lover
,
taking
up
his
hat
,
walked
out
of
the
room
.
