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‘
I
see
,
’
replied
her
son
,
taking
up
the
porter
pot
,
‘
my
love
to
you
,
mother
.
And
the
parson
’
s
health
too
if
you
like
.
I
don
’
t
bear
him
any
malice
,
not
I
!
’
‘
Did
you
tell
me
,
just
now
,
that
your
master
hadn
’
t
gone
out
to
-
night
?
’
inquired
Mrs
Nubbles
.
‘
Yes
,
’
said
Kit
,
‘
worse
luck
!
’
‘
You
should
say
better
luck
,
I
think
,
’
returned
his
mother
,
‘
because
Miss
Nelly
won
’
t
have
been
left
alone
.
’
‘
Ah
!
’
said
Kit
,
‘
I
forgot
that
.
I
said
worse
luck
,
because
I
’
ve
been
watching
ever
since
eight
o
’
clock
,
and
seen
nothing
of
her
.
’
‘
I
wonder
what
she
’
d
say
,
’
cried
his
mother
,
stopping
in
her
work
and
looking
round
,
‘
if
she
knew
that
every
night
,
when
she
—
poor
thing
—
is
sitting
alone
at
that
window
,
you
are
watching
in
the
open
street
for
fear
any
harm
should
come
to
her
,
and
that
you
never
leave
the
place
or
come
home
to
your
bed
though
you
’
re
ever
so
tired
,
till
such
time
as
you
think
she
’
s
safe
in
hers
.
’
‘
Never
mind
what
she
’
d
say
,
’
replied
Kit
,
with
something
like
a
blush
on
his
uncouth
face
;
‘
she
’
ll
never
know
nothing
,
and
consequently
,
she
’
ll
never
say
nothing
.
’
Mrs
Nubbles
ironed
away
in
silence
for
a
minute
or
two
,
and
coming
to
the
fireplace
for
another
iron
,
glanced
stealthily
at
Kit
while
she
rubbed
it
on
a
board
and
dusted
it
with
a
duster
,
but
said
nothing
until
she
had
returned
to
her
table
again
:
when
,
holding
the
iron
at
an
alarmingly
short
distance
from
her
cheek
,
to
test
its
temperature
,
and
looking
round
with
a
smile
,
she
observed
:
‘
I
know
what
some
people
would
say
,
Kit
—
’
