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“
Did
upon
my
soul
;
knew
him
again
directly
,
and
he
seemed
to
have
got
some
very
pretty
cattle
too
.
”
“
It
is
very
odd
!
But
I
suppose
they
thought
it
would
be
too
dirty
for
a
walk
.
”
“
And
well
they
might
,
for
I
never
saw
so
much
dirt
in
my
life
.
Walk
!
You
could
no
more
walk
than
you
could
fly
!
It
has
not
been
so
dirty
the
whole
winter
;
it
is
ankle
-
deep
everywhere
.
”
Isabella
corroborated
it
:
“
My
dearest
Catherine
,
you
cannot
form
an
idea
of
the
dirt
;
come
,
you
must
go
;
you
cannot
refuse
going
now
.
”
“
I
should
like
to
see
the
castle
;
but
may
we
go
all
over
it
?
May
we
go
up
every
staircase
,
and
into
every
suite
of
rooms
?
”
“
Yes
,
yes
,
every
hole
and
corner
.
”
“
But
then
,
if
they
should
only
be
gone
out
for
an
hour
till
it
is
dryer
,
and
call
by
and
by
?
”
“
Make
yourself
easy
,
there
is
no
danger
of
that
,
for
I
heard
Tilney
hallooing
to
a
man
who
was
just
passing
by
on
horseback
,
that
they
were
going
as
far
as
Wick
Rocks
.
”
“
Then
I
will
.
Shall
I
go
,
Mrs
.
Allen
?
”
“
Just
as
you
please
,
my
dear
.
”
