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  Well,then。Theflowers,andthepresents,andthetrunks,andbonnet-boxesofMissSedleyhavingbeenarrangedbyMr。Sambointhecarriage,togetherwithaverysmallandweather-beatenoldcow’s-skintrunkwithMissSharp’scardneatlynaileduponit,whichwasdeliveredbySambowithagrin,andpackedbythecoachmanwithacorrespondingsneer——thehourforpartingcame;andthegriefofthatmomentwasconsiderablylessenedbytheadmirablediscoursewhichMissPinkertonaddressedtoherpupil。NotthatthepartingspeechcausedAmeliatophilosophise,orthatitarmedherinanywaywithacalmness,theresultofargument;butitwasintolerablydull,pompous,andtedious;andhavingthefearofherschoolmistressgreatlybeforehereyes,MissSedleydidnotventure,inherpresence,togivewaytoanyebullitionsofprivategrief。Aseed-cakeandabottleofwinewereproducedinthedrawing-room,asonthesolemnoccasionsofthevisitsofparents,andtheserefreshmentsbeingpartakenof,MissSedleywasatlibertytodepart。

  “You’llgoinandsaygood-bytoMissPinkerton,Becky!”saidMissJemimatoayoungladyofwhomnobodytookanynotice,andwhowascomingdownstairswithherownbandbox。

  “IsupposeImust。”saidMissSharpcalmly,andmuchtothewonderofMissJemima;andthelatterhavingknockedatthedoor,andreceivingpermissiontocomein,MissSharpadvancedinaveryunconcernedmanner,andsaidinFrench,andwithaperfectaccent,“Mademoiselle,jeviensvousfairemesadieux。”

  MissPinkertondidnotunderstandFrench;sheonlydirectedthosewhodid:butbitingherlipsandthrowinguphervenerableandRoman-nosedheadonthetopofwhichfiguredalargeandsolemnturban,shesaid,“MissSharp,Iwishyouagoodmorning。”AstheHammersmithSemiramisspoke,shewavedonehand,bothbywayofadieu,andtogiveMissSharpanopportunityofshakingoneofthefingersofthehandwhichwasleftoutforthatpurpose。

  MissSharponlyfoldedherownhandswithaveryfrigidsmileandbow,andquitedeclinedtoaccepttheprofferedhonour;onwhichSemiramistossedupherturbanmoreindignantlythanever。Infact,itwasalittlebattlebetweentheyoungladyandtheoldone,andthelatterwasworsted。”Heavenblessyou,mychild。”saidshe,embracingAmelia,andscowlingthewhileoverthegirl’sshoulderatMissSharp。”Comeaway,Becky。”saidMissJemima,pullingtheyoungwomanawayingreatalarm,andthedrawing-roomdoorcloseduponthemforever。

  Thencamethestruggleandpartingbelow。Wordsrefusetotellit。Alltheservantswerethereinthehall——

  allthedearfriend——alltheyoungladies——thedancing-

  masterwhohadjustarrived;andtherewassuchascuffling,andhugging,andkissing,andcrying,withthehystericalYOOPSofMissSwartz,theparlour-boarder,fromherroom,asnopencandepict,andasthetenderheartwouldfainpassover。Theembracingwasover;theyparted——thatis,MissSedleypartedfromherfriends。MissSharphaddemurelyenteredthecarriagesomeminutesbefore。NobodycriedforleavingHER。

  Samboofthebandylegsslammedthecarriagedooronhisyoungweepingmistress。Hesprangupbehindthecarriage。”Stop!”criedMissJemima,rushingtothegatewithaparcel。

  “It’ssomesandwiches,mydear。”saidshetoAmelia。

  “Youmaybehungry,youknow;andBecky,BeckySharp,here’sabookforyouthatmysister——thatis,I——

  Johnson’sDixonary,youknow;youmustn’tleaveuswithoutthat。Good-by。Driveon,coachman。Godblessyou!”

  Andthekindcreatureretreatedintothegarden,overcomewithemotion。

  But,lo!andjustasthecoachdroveoff,MissSharpputherpalefaceoutofthewindowandactuallyflungthebookbackintothegarden。

  ThisalmostcausedJemimatofaintwithterror。”Well,Inever“——saidshe——“whatanaudacious“——Emotionpreventedherfromcompletingeithersentence。Thecarriagerolledaway;thegreatgateswereclosed;thebellrangforthedancinglesson。Theworldisbeforethetwoyoungladies;andso,farewelltoChiswickMall。

  InWhichMissSharpandMissSedleyPreparetoOpentheCampaignWhenMissSharphadperformedtheheroicalactmentionedinthelastchapter,andhadseentheDixonary,flyingoverthepavementofthelittlegarden,fallatlengthatthefeetoftheastonishedMissJemima,theyounglady’scountenance,whichhadbeforewornanalmostlividlookofhatred,assumedasmilethatperhapswasscarcelymoreagreeable,andshesankbackinthecarriageinaneasyframeofmind,saying——“SomuchfortheDixonary;and,thankGod,I’moutofChiswick。”

  MissSedleywasalmostasflurriedattheactofdefianceasMissJemimahadbeen;for,consider,itwasbutoneminutethatshehadleftschool,andtheimpressionsofsixyearsarenotgotoverinthatspaceoftime。Nay,withsomepersonsthoseawesandterrorsofyouthlastforeverandever。Iknow,forinstance,anoldgentlemanofsixty-eight,whosaidtomeonemorningatbreakfast,withaveryagitatedcountenance,“IdreamedlastnightthatIwasfloggedbyDr。Raine。”Fancyhadcarriedhimbackfive-and-fiftyyearsinthecourseofthatevening。Dr。Raineandhisrodwerejustasawfultohiminhisheart,then,atsixty-eight,astheyhadbeenatthirteen。IftheDoctor,withalargebirch,hadappearedbodilytohim,evenattheageofthreescoreandeight,andhadsaidinawfulvoice,“Boy,takedownyourpant——“?Well,well,MissSedleywasexceedinglyalarmedatthisactofinsubordination。

  “Howcouldyoudoso,Rebecca?”atlastshesaid,afterapause。

  “Why,doyouthinkMissPinkertonwillcomeoutandordermebacktotheblack-hole?”saidRebecca,laughing。

  “No:but——“

  “Ihatethewholehouse。”continuedMissSharpinafury。”IhopeImayneverseteyesonitagain。IwishitwereinthebottomoftheThames,Ido;andifMissPinkertonwerethere,Iwouldn’tpickherout,thatI

  wouldn’t。OhowIshouldliketoseeherfloatinginthewateryonder,turbanandall,withhertrainstreamingafterher,andhernoselikethebeakofawherry。”

  “Hush!”criedMissSedley。

  “Why,willtheblackfootmantelltales?”criedMissRebecca,laughing。”HemaygobackandtellMissPinkertonthatIhateherwithallmysoul;andIwishhewould;andIwishIhadameansofprovingit,too。FortwoyearsIhaveonlyhadinsultsandoutragefromher。

  Ihavebeentreatedworsethananyservantinthekitchen。

  Ihaveneverhadafriendorakindword,exceptfromyou。Ihavebeenmadetotendthelittlegirlsinthelowerschoolroom,andtotalkFrenchtotheMisses,untilI

  grewsickofmymothertongue。ButthattalkingFrenchtoMissPinkertonwascapitalfun,wasn’tit?Shedoesn’tknowawordofFrench,andwastooproudtoconfessit。Ibelieveitwasthatwhichmadeherpartwithme;

  andsothankHeavenforFrench。VivelaFrance!Vivel’Empereur!ViveBonaparte!”

  “ORebecca,Rebecca,forshame!”criedMissSedley;

  forthiswasthegreatestblasphemyRebeccahadasyetuttered;andinthosedays,inEngland,tosay,“LongliveBonaparte!”wasasmuchastosay,“LongliveLucifer!”

  “Howcanyou——howdareyouhavesuchwicked,revengefulthoughts?”

  “Revengemaybewicked,butit’snatural。”answeredMissRebecca。”I’mnoangel。”And,tosaythetruth,shecertainlywasnot。

  ForitmayberemarkedinthecourseofthislittleconversationwhichtookplaceasthecoachrolledalonglazilybytheriversidethatthoughMissRebeccaSharphastwicehadoccasiontothankHeaven,ithasbeen,inthefirstplace,forriddingherofsomepersonwhomshehated,andsecondly,forenablinghertobringherenemiestosomesortofperplexityorconfusion;neitherofwhichareveryamiablemotivesforreligiousgratitude,orsuchaswouldbeputforwardbypersonsofakindandplacabledisposition。MissRebeccawasnot,then,intheleastkindorplacable。Alltheworldusedherill,saidthisyoungmisanthropist,andwemaybeprettycertainthatpersonswhomalltheworldtreatsill,deserveentirelythetreatmenttheyget。Theworldisalooking-

  glass,andgivesbacktoeverymanthereflectionofhisownface。Frownatit,anditwillinturnlooksourlyuponyou;laughatitandwithit,anditisajollykindcompanion;andsoletallyoungpersonstaketheirchoice。

  Thisiscertain,thatiftheworldneglectedMissSharp,sheneverwasknowntohavedoneagoodactioninbehalfofanybody;norcanitbeexpectedthattwenty-

  fouryoungladiesshouldallbeasamiableastheheroineofthiswork,MissSedleywhomwehaveselectedfortheveryreasonthatshewasthebest-naturedofall,otherwisewhatonearthwastohavepreventedusfromputtingupMissSwartz,orMissCrump,orMissHopkins,asheroineinherplace! itcouldnotbeexpectedthateveryoneshouldbeofthehumbleandgentletemperofMissAmeliaSedley;shouldtakeeveryopportunitytovanquishRebecca’shard-heartednessandill-humour;and,byathousandkindwordsandoffices,overcome,foronceatleast,herhostilitytoherkind。

  MissSharp’sfatherwasanartist,andinthatqualityhadgivenlessonsofdrawingatMissPinkerton’sschool。

  Hewasacleverman;apleasantcompanion;acarelessstudent;withagreatpropensityforrunningintodebt,andapartialityforthetavern。Whenhewasdrunk,heusedtobeathiswifeanddaughter;andthenextmorning,withaheadache,hewouldrailattheworldforitsneglectofhisgenius,andabuse,withagooddealofcleverness,andsometimeswithperfectreason,thefools,hisbrotherpainters。Asitwaswiththeutmostdifficultythathecouldkeephimself,andasheowedmoneyforamileroundSoho,wherehelived,hethoughttobetterhiscircumstancesbymarryingayoungwomanoftheFrenchnation,whowasbyprofessionanopera-girl。ThehumblecallingofherfemaleparentMissSharpneveralludedto,butusedtostatesubsequentlythattheEntrechatswereanoblefamilyofGascony,andtookgreatprideinherdescentfromthem。Andcuriousitisthatassheadvancedinlifethisyounglady’sancestorsincreasedinrankandsplendour。

  Rebecca’smotherhadhadsomeeducationsomewhere,andherdaughterspokeFrenchwithpurityandaParisianaccent。Itwasinthosedaysratherarareaccomplishment,andledtoherengagementwiththeorthodoxMissPinkerton。Forhermotherbeingdead,herfather,findinghimselfnotlikelytorecover,afterhisthirdattackofdeliriumtremens,wroteamanlyandpatheticlettertoMissPinkerton,recommendingtheorphanchildtoherprotection,andsodescendedtothegrave,aftertwobailiffshadquarrelledoverhiscorpse。RebeccawasseventeenwhenshecametoChiswick,andwasboundoverasanarticledpupil;herdutiesbeingtotalkFrench,aswehaveseen;andherprivilegestolivecostfree,and,withafewguineasayear,togatherscrapsofknowledgefromtheprofessorswhoattendedtheschool。

  Shewassmallandslightinperson;pale,sandy-haired,andwitheyeshabituallycastdown:whentheylookeduptheywereverylarge,odd,andattractive;soattractivethattheReverendMr。Crisp,freshfromOxford,andcuratetotheVicarofChiswick,theReverendMr。

  Flowerdew,fellinlovewithMissSharp;beingshotdeadbyaglanceofhereyeswhichwasfiredallthewayacrossChiswickChurchfromtheschool-pewtothereading-

  desk。ThisinfatuatedyoungmanusedsometimestotaketeawithMissPinkerton,towhomhehadbeenpresentedbyhismamma,andactuallyproposedsomethinglikemarriageinaninterceptednote,whichtheone-eyedapple-womanwaschargedtodeliver。Mrs。CrispwassummonedfromBuxton,andabruptlycarriedoffherdarlingboy;buttheidea,even,ofsuchaneagleintheChiswickdovecotcausedagreatflutterinthebreastofMissPinkerton,whowouldhavesentawayMissSharpbutthatshewasboundtoherunderaforfeit,andwhonevercouldthoroughlybelievetheyounglady’sprotestationsthatshehadneverexchangedasinglewordwithMr。

  Crisp,exceptunderherowneyesonthetwooccasionswhenshehadmethimattea。

  Bythesideofmanytallandbouncingyoungladiesintheestablishment,RebeccaSharplookedlikeachild。Butshehadthedismalprecocityofpoverty。Manyadunhadshetalkedto,andturnedawayfromherfather’sdoor;

  manyatradesmanhadshecoaxedandwheedledintogood-humour,andintothegrantingofonemealmore。

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