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"
I
have
thanked
Sir
Pitt
Crawley
,
Ma'am
,
"
Rebecca
said
,
rising
,
"
and
have
told
him
that
--
that
I
never
can
become
Lady
Crawley
.
"
"
Refused
him
!
"
Miss
Crawley
said
,
more
bewildered
than
ever
.
Briggs
and
Firkin
at
the
door
opened
the
eyes
of
astonishment
and
the
lips
of
wonder
.
"
Yes
--
refused
,
"
Rebecca
continued
,
with
a
sad
,
tearful
voice
.
"
And
am
I
to
credit
my
ears
that
you
absolutely
proposed
to
her
,
Sir
Pitt
?
"
the
old
lady
asked
.
"
Ees
,
"
said
the
Baronet
,
"
I
did
.
"
"
And
she
refused
you
as
she
says
?
"
"
Ees
,
"
Sir
Pitt
said
,
his
features
on
a
broad
grin
.
"
It
does
not
seem
to
break
your
heart
at
any
rate
,
"
Miss
Crawley
remarked
.
"
Nawt
a
bit
,
"
answered
Sir
Pitt
,
with
a
coolness
and
good-humour
which
set
Miss
Crawley
almost
mad
with
bewilderment
.
That
an
old
gentleman
of
station
should
fall
on
his
knees
to
a
penniless
governess
,
and
burst
out
laughing
because
she
refused
to
marry
him
--
that
a
penniless
governess
should
refuse
a
Baronet
with
four
thousand
a
year
--
these
were
mysteries
which
Miss
Crawley
could
never
comprehend
.
It
surpassed
any
complications
of
intrigue
in
her
favourite
Pigault
le
Brun
.
