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The
next
bustle
brought
in
Mr
.
Campbell
,
the
surgeon
of
the
Thrush
,
a
very
well
-
behaved
young
man
,
who
came
to
call
for
his
friend
,
and
for
whom
there
was
with
some
contrivance
found
a
chair
,
and
with
some
hasty
washing
of
the
young
tea
-
maker
’
s
,
a
cup
and
saucer
;
and
after
another
quarter
of
an
hour
of
earnest
talk
between
the
gentlemen
,
noise
rising
upon
noise
,
and
bustle
upon
bustle
,
men
and
boys
at
last
all
in
motion
together
,
the
moment
came
for
setting
off
;
everything
was
ready
,
William
took
leave
,
and
all
of
them
were
gone
;
for
the
three
boys
,
in
spite
of
their
mother
’
s
entreaty
,
determined
to
see
their
brother
and
Mr
.
Campbell
to
the
sally
-
port
;
and
Mr
.
Price
walked
off
at
the
same
time
to
carry
back
his
neighbour
’
s
newspaper
.
Something
like
tranquillity
might
now
be
hoped
for
;
and
accordingly
,
when
Rebecca
had
been
prevailed
on
to
carry
away
the
tea
-
things
,
and
Mrs
.
Price
had
walked
about
the
room
some
time
looking
for
a
shirt
-
sleeve
,
which
Betsey
at
last
hunted
out
from
a
drawer
in
the
kitchen
,
the
small
party
of
females
were
pretty
well
composed
,
and
the
mother
having
lamented
again
over
the
impossibility
of
getting
Sam
ready
in
time
,
was
at
leisure
to
think
of
her
eldest
daughter
and
the
friends
she
had
come
from
.
A
few
inquiries
began
:
but
one
of
the
earliest
—
“
How
did
sister
Bertram
manage
about
her
servants
?
”
“
Was
she
as
much
plagued
as
herself
to
get
tolerable
servants
?
”
—
soon
led
her
mind
away
from
Northamptonshire
,
and
fixed
it
on
her
own
domestic
grievances
,
and
the
shocking
character
of
all
the
Portsmouth
servants
,
of
whom
she
believed
her
own
two
were
the
very
worst
,
engrossed
her
completely
.
The
Bertrams
were
all
forgotten
in
detailing
the
faults
of
Rebecca
,
against
whom
Susan
had
also
much
to
depose
,
and
little
Betsey
a
great
deal
more
,
and
who
did
seem
so
thoroughly
without
a
single
recommendation
,
that
Fanny
could
not
help
modestly
presuming
that
her
mother
meant
to
part
with
her
when
her
year
was
up
.
“
Her
year
!
”
cried
Mrs
.
Price
;
“
I
am
sure
I
hope
I
shall
be
rid
of
her
before
she
has
staid
a
year
,
for
that
will
not
be
up
till
November
.
Servants
are
come
to
such
a
pass
,
my
dear
,
in
Portsmouth
,
that
it
is
quite
a
miracle
if
one
keeps
them
more
than
half
a
year
.
I
have
no
hope
of
ever
being
settled
;
and
if
I
was
to
part
with
Rebecca
,
I
should
only
get
something
worse
.
And
yet
I
do
not
think
I
am
a
very
difficult
mistress
to
please
;
and
I
am
sure
the
place
is
easy
enough
,
for
there
is
always
a
girl
under
her
,
and
I
often
do
half
the
work
myself
.
”
Fanny
was
silent
;
but
not
from
being
convinced
that
there
might
not
be
a
remedy
found
for
some
of
these
evils
.
As
she
now
sat
looking
at
Betsey
,
she
could
not
but
think
particularly
of
another
sister
,
a
very
pretty
little
girl
,
whom
she
had
left
there
not
much
younger
when
she
went
into
Northamptonshire
,
who
had
died
a
few
years
afterwards
.
There
had
been
something
remarkably
amiable
about
her
.
Fanny
in
those
early
days
had
preferred
her
to
Susan
;
and
when
the
news
of
her
death
had
at
last
reached
Mansfield
,
had
for
a
short
time
been
quite
afflicted
.
The
sight
of
Betsey
brought
the
image
of
little
Mary
back
again
,
but
she
would
not
have
pained
her
mother
by
alluding
to
her
for
the
world
.
While
considering
her
with
these
ideas
,
Betsey
,
at
a
small
distance
,
was
holding
out
something
to
catch
her
eyes
,
meaning
to
screen
it
at
the
same
time
from
Susan
’
s
.
“
What
have
you
got
there
,
my
love
?
”
said
Fanny
;
“
come
and
shew
it
to
me
.
”
It
was
a
silver
knife
.
Up
jumped
Susan
,
claiming
it
as
her
own
,
and
trying
to
get
it
away
;
but
the
child
ran
to
her
mother
’
s
protection
,
and
Susan
could
only
reproach
,
which
she
did
very
warmly
,
and
evidently
hoping
to
interest
Fanny
on
her
side
.
“
It
was
very
hard
that
she
was
not
to
have
her
own
knife
;
it
was
her
own
knife
;
little
sister
Mary
had
left
it
to
her
upon
her
deathbed
,
and
she
ought
to
have
had
it
to
keep
herself
long
ago
.
But
mama
kept
it
from
her
,
and
was
always
letting
Betsey
get
hold
of
it
;
and
the
end
of
it
would
be
that
Betsey
would
spoil
it
,
and
get
it
for
her
own
,
though
mama
had
promised
her
that
Betsey
should
not
have
it
in
her
own
hands
.
”
