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"'This Loller here wol precilen us somewhat'

'Nay by my father's soule! that schal he nat,'

Sayde the Schiplosen here ne teche

We leven all in the gret God,' quod he

He wolden sowen some diffcultee"

Canterbury Tales

Dorothea had been safe at Freshitt Hall nearly a week before she had

asked any dangerous questions Everynow she sat with Celia in

the prettiest of up-stairs sitting-roo into a small

conservatory--Celia all in white and lavender like a bunch ofthe remarkable acts of the baby, which were so

dubious to her inexperienced mind that all conversation was interrupted

by appeals for their interpretation made to the oracular nurse

Dorothea sat by in her 's dress, with an expression which rather

provoked Celia, as being much too sad; for not only was baby quite

well, but really when a husband had been so dull and troublesome while

he lived, and besides that had--well, well! Sir Ja representation how important it

was that Dorothea should not know it sooner than was inevitable

But Mr Brooke had been right in predicting that Dorothea would not

long rened to her; she knew the