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Fancy
Mary
kissing
her
hand
to
me
!
Oh
,
the
pretty
love
!
Pooh
!
I
was
staring
at
the
picture
,
cogitating
what
insulting
message
I
could
write
on
it
,
when
I
heard
the
woman
's
voice
again
"
I
think
she
has
known
him
since
she
were
a
babby
,
"
she
was
saying
,
"
for
this
here
was
a
present
he
give
her
.
"
She
was
on
her
knees
drawing
the
doll
's
house
from
beneath
the
sofa
,
where
it
had
been
hidden
away
;
and
immediately
I
thought
,
"
I
shall
slip
the
insulting
message
into
this
.
"
But
I
did
not
,
and
I
shall
tell
you
why
.
It
was
because
the
engaging
toy
had
been
redecorated
by
loving
hands
;
there
were
fresh
gowns
for
all
the
inhabitants
,
and
the
paint
on
the
furniture
was
scarcely
dry
.
The
little
doll
's
house
was
almost
ready
for
further
use
.
I
looked
at
the
maid
,
but
her
face
was
expressionless
.
"
Put
it
back
,
"
I
said
,
ashamed
to
have
surprised
Mary
's
pretty
secret
,
and
I
left
the
house
dejectedly
,
with
a
profound
conviction
that
the
little
nursery
governess
had
hooked
on
to
me
again
.
There
came
a
night
when
the
husband
was
alone
in
that
street
waiting
.
He
can
do
nothing
for
you
now
,
little
nursery
governess
,
you
must
fight
it
out
by
yourself
;
when
there
are
great
things
to
do
in
the
house
the
man
must
leave
.
Oh
,
man
,
selfish
,
indelicate
,
coarse-grained
at
the
best
,
thy
woman
's
hour
has
come
;
get
thee
gone
.
He
slouches
from
the
house
,
always
her
true
lover
I
do
believe
,
chivalrous
,
brave
,
a
boy
until
to-night
;
but
was
he
ever
unkind
to
her
?
It
is
the
unpardonable
sin
now
;
is
there
the
memory
of
an
unkindness
to
stalk
the
street
with
him
to-night
?
And
if
not
an
unkindness
,
still
might
he
not
sometimes
have
been
a
little
kinder
?
Shall
we
make
a
new
rule
of
life
from
tonight
:
always
to
try
to
be
a
little
kinder
than
is
necessary
?
Poor
youth
,
she
would
come
to
the
window
if
she
were
able
,
I
am
sure
,
to
sign
that
the
one
little
unkindness
is
long
forgotten
,
to
send
you
a
reassuring
smile
till
you
and
she
meet
again
;
and
,
if
you
are
not
to
meet
again
,
still
to
send
you
a
reassuring
,
trembling
smile
.
