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‘
Ah
,
sister
,
why
do
you
turn
away
your
face
?
’
Nell
could
not
help
following
at
a
little
distance
.
They
went
to
the
house
of
an
old
nurse
,
where
the
elder
sister
had
engaged
a
bed
-
room
for
the
child
.
‘
I
shall
come
to
you
early
every
morning
,
’
she
said
,
‘
and
we
can
be
together
all
the
day
.
’
’
Why
not
at
night
-
time
too
?
Dear
sister
,
would
they
be
angry
with
you
for
that
?
’
Why
were
the
eyes
of
little
Nell
wet
,
that
night
,
with
tears
like
those
of
the
two
sisters
?
Why
did
she
bear
a
grateful
heart
because
they
had
met
,
and
feel
it
pain
to
think
that
they
would
shortly
part
?
Let
us
not
believe
that
any
selfish
reference
—
unconscious
though
it
might
have
been
—
to
her
own
trials
awoke
this
sympathy
,
but
thank
God
that
the
innocent
joys
of
others
can
strongly
move
us
,
and
that
we
,
even
in
our
fallen
nature
,
have
one
source
of
pure
emotion
which
must
be
prized
in
Heaven
!
By
morning
’
s
cheerful
glow
,
but
oftener
still
by
evening
’
s
gentle
light
,
the
child
,
with
a
respect
for
the
short
and
happy
intercourse
of
these
two
sisters
which
forbade
her
to
approach
and
say
a
thankful
word
,
although
she
yearned
to
do
so
,
followed
them
at
a
distance
in
their
walks
and
rambles
,
stopping
when
they
stopped
,
sitting
on
the
grass
when
they
sat
down
,
rising
when
they
went
on
,
and
feeling
it
a
companionship
and
delight
to
be
so
near
them
.
Their
evening
walk
was
by
a
river
’
s
side
.
Here
,
every
night
,
the
child
was
too
,
unseen
by
them
,
unthought
of
,
unregarded
;
but
feeling
as
if
they
were
her
friends
,
as
if
they
had
confidences
and
trusts
together
,
as
if
her
load
were
lightened
and
less
hard
to
bear
;
as
if
they
mingled
their
sorrows
,
and
found
mutual
consolation
.
It
was
a
weak
fancy
perhaps
,
the
childish
fancy
of
a
young
and
lonely
creature
;
but
night
after
night
,
and
still
the
sisters
loitered
in
the
same
place
,
and
still
the
child
followed
with
a
mild
and
softened
heart
.
She
was
much
startled
,
on
returning
home
one
night
,
to
find
that
Mrs
Jarley
had
commanded
an
announcement
to
be
prepared
,
to
the
effect
that
the
stupendous
collection
would
only
remain
in
its
present
quarters
one
day
longer
;
in
fulfilment
of
which
threat
(
for
all
announcements
connected
with
public
amusements
are
well
known
to
be
irrevocable
and
most
exact
)
,
the
stupendous
collection
shut
up
next
day
.
‘
Are
we
going
from
this
place
directly
,
ma
’
am
?
’
said
Nell
.
‘
Look
here
,
child
,
’
returned
Mrs
Jarley
.
‘
That
’
ll
inform
you
.
’
And
so
saying
Mrs
Jarley
produced
another
announcement
,
wherein
it
was
stated
,
that
,
in
consequence
of
numerous
inquiries
at
the
wax
-
work
door
,
and
in
consequence
of
crowds
having
been
disappointed
in
obtaining
admission
,
the
Exhibition
would
be
continued
for
one
week
longer
,
and
would
re
-
open
next
day
.
‘
For
now
that
the
schools
are
gone
,
and
the
regular
sight
-
seers
exhausted
,
’
said
Mrs
Jarley
,
‘
we
come
to
the
General
Public
,
and
they
want
stimulating
.
