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As Ada was a little frightened, I said, to humour the poor old lady, that we were much obliged to her. Ye-es! she said mincingly. I imagine so. And here is Conversation Kenge. With his documents! How does your honourable worship do? Quite well, quite well! Now dont be troublesome, thats a good soul! said Mr Kenge, leading the way back. By no means, said the poor old lady, keeping up with Ada and me. Anything but troublesome. I shall confer estates on both which is not being troublesome, I trust? I expect a judgment. Shortly. On the Day of Judgment. This is a good omen for you. Accept my blessing! She stopped at the bottom of the steep, broad flight of stairs; but we looked back as we went up, and she was still there, saying, still with a curtsy and a smile between every little sentence, Youth. And hope. And beauty. And Chancery. And Conversation Kenge! Ha! Pray accept my blessing! |
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