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“
I
thought
how
it
would
be
,
”
said
Mrs
.
Allen
.
“
No
walk
for
me
today
,
”
sighed
Catherine
;
“
but
perhaps
it
may
come
to
nothing
,
or
it
may
hold
up
before
twelve
.
”
“
Perhaps
it
may
,
but
then
,
my
dear
,
it
will
be
so
dirty
.
”
“
Oh
!
That
will
not
signify
;
I
never
mind
dirt
.
”
“
No
,
”
replied
her
friend
very
placidly
,
“
I
know
you
never
mind
dirt
.
”
After
a
short
pause
,
“
It
comes
on
faster
and
faster
!
”
said
Catherine
,
as
she
stood
watching
at
a
window
.
“
So
it
does
indeed
.
If
it
keeps
raining
,
the
streets
will
be
very
wet
.
”
“
There
are
four
umbrellas
up
already
.
How
I
hate
the
sight
of
an
umbrella
!
”
“
They
are
disagreeable
things
to
carry
.
I
would
much
rather
take
a
chair
at
any
time
.
”
