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Becky
almost
smiled
.
"
It
's
our
wedding-cake
,
Tom
.
"
"
Yes
--
I
wish
it
was
as
big
as
a
barrel
,
for
it
's
all
we
've
got
.
"
"
I
saved
it
from
the
picnic
for
us
to
dream
on
,
Tom
,
the
way
grown-up
people
do
with
wedding-cake
--
but
it
'll
be
our
--
"
She
dropped
the
sentence
where
it
was
.
Tom
divided
the
cake
and
Becky
ate
with
good
appetite
,
while
Tom
nibbled
at
his
moiety
.
There
was
abundance
of
cold
water
to
finish
the
feast
with
.
By-and-by
Becky
suggested
that
they
move
on
again
.
Tom
was
silent
a
moment
.
Then
he
said
:
"
Becky
,
can
you
bear
it
if
I
tell
you
something
?
"
Becky
's
face
paled
,
but
she
thought
she
could
.
"
Well
,
then
,
Becky
,
we
must
stay
here
,
where
there
's
water
to
drink
.
That
little
piece
is
our
last
candle
!
"
Becky
gave
loose
to
tears
and
wailings
.
Tom
did
what
he
could
to
comfort
her
,
but
with
little
effect
.
At
length
Becky
said
:
"
Tom
!
"
