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"
--
is
not
a
fit
companion
for
Mrs.
Osborne
and
her
son
,
"
Dobbin
went
on
:
"
and
I
may
add
that
there
are
people
here
who
know
you
,
and
who
profess
to
know
that
regarding
your
conduct
about
which
I
do
n't
even
wish
to
speak
before
--
before
Mrs.
Osborne
.
"
"
Yours
is
a
very
modest
and
convenient
sort
of
calumny
,
Major
Dobbin
,
"
Rebecca
said
.
"
You
leave
me
under
the
weight
of
an
accusation
which
,
after
all
,
is
unsaid
.
What
is
it
?
Is
it
unfaithfulness
to
my
husband
?
I
scorn
it
and
defy
anybody
to
prove
it
--
I
defy
you
,
I
say
.
My
honour
is
as
untouched
as
that
of
the
bitterest
enemy
who
ever
maligned
me
.
Is
it
of
being
poor
,
forsaken
,
wretched
,
that
you
accuse
me
?
Yes
,
I
am
guilty
of
those
faults
,
and
punished
for
them
every
day
.
Let
me
go
,
Emmy
.
It
is
only
to
suppose
that
I
have
not
met
you
,
and
I
am
no
worse
to-day
than
I
was
yesterday
.
It
is
only
to
suppose
that
the
night
is
over
and
the
poor
wanderer
is
on
her
way
.
Do
n't
you
remember
the
song
we
used
to
sing
in
old
,
dear
old
days
?
I
have
been
wandering
ever
since
then
--
a
poor
castaway
,
scorned
for
being
miserable
,
and
insulted
because
I
am
alone
.
Let
me
go
:
my
stay
here
interferes
with
the
plans
of
this
gentleman
.
"
"
Indeed
it
does
,
madam
,
"
said
the
Major
.
"
If
I
have
any
authority
in
this
house
--
"
"
Authority
,
none
!
"
broke
out
Amelia
"
Rebecca
,
you
stay
with
me
.
I
wo
n't
desert
you
because
you
have
been
persecuted
,
or
insult
you
because
--
because
Major
Dobbin
chooses
to
do
so
.
Come
away
,
dear
.
"
And
the
two
women
made
towards
the
door
.
William
opened
it
.
As
they
were
going
out
,
however
,
he
took
Amelia
's
hand
and
said
--
"
Will
you
stay
a
moment
and
speak
to
me
?
"
"
He
wishes
to
speak
to
you
away
from
me
,
"
said
Becky
,
looking
like
a
martyr
.
Amelia
gripped
her
hand
in
reply
.
"
Upon
my
honour
it
is
not
about
you
that
I
am
going
to
speak
,
"
Dobbin
said
.
"
Come
back
,
Amelia
,
"
and
she
came
.
Dobbin
bowed
to
Mrs.
Crawley
,
as
he
shut
the
door
upon
her
.
Amelia
looked
at
him
,
leaning
against
the
glass
:
her
face
and
her
lips
were
quite
white
.
"
I
was
confused
when
I
spoke
just
now
,
"
the
Major
said
after
a
pause
,
"
and
I
misused
the
word
authority
.
"
"
You
did
,
"
said
Amelia
with
her
teeth
chattering
.
