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Biddy was astir so early to get h I did not

sleep at thean hour, I smelt the smoke of the kitchen fire when

I started up with a terrible idea that itafter I had heard the clinking of the

teacups and was quite ready, I wanted the resolution to go down stairs

After all, I re

ain, until Biddy

called to me that I was late

It was a hurried breakfast with no taste in it I got up fro with a sort of briskness, as if it had only just occurred to me,

"Well! I suppose Iand nodding and shaking in her usual chair, and kissed

Biddy, and threw my arms around Joe's neck Then I took up my little

portmanteau and walked out The last I saw of them hen I presently

heard a scuffle behindan old

shoe afteranother old shoe I stopped then, to

wave ht ar huskily "Hooroar!" and Biddy put her apron to her face

I walked away at a good pace, thinking it was easier to go than I had

supposed it would be, and reflecting that it would never have done to

have had an old shoe thrown after the coach, in sight of all the High