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Cranford
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Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell
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I
did
so,
and
then
stooped
down
to
kiss
Miss
Matty,
and
see
if
she
really
were
chilled.
She
caught
at
my
hand,
and
gave
it
a
hard
squeeze—
but
unconsciously,
I
think—
for
in
a
minute
or
two
she
spoke
to
us
quite
in
her
usual
voice,
and
smiled
our
uneasiness
away,
although
she
patiently
submitted
to
the
prescriptions
we
enforced
of
a
warm
bed
and
a
glass
of
weak
negus.
I
was
to
leave
Cranford
the
next
day,
and
before
I
went
I
saw
that
all
the
effects
of
the
open
window
had
quite
vanished.
I
had
superintended
most
of
the
alterations
necessary
in
the
house
and
household
during
the
latter
weeks
of
my
stay.
The
shop
was
once
more
a
parlour:
the
empty
resounding
rooms
again
furnished
up
to
the
very
garrets.
There
had
been
some
talk
of
establishing
Martha
and
Jem
in
another
house,
but
Miss
Matty
would
not
hear
of
this.
Indeed,
I
never
saw
her
so
much
roused
as
when
Miss
Pole
had
assumed
it
to
be
the
most
desirable
arrangement.
As
long
as
Martha
would
remain
with
Miss
Matty,
Miss
Matty
was
only
too
thankful
to
have
her
about
her;
yes,
and
Jem
too,
who
was
a
very
pleasant
man
to
have
in
the
house,
for
she
never
saw
him
from
week’s
end
to
week’s
end.
And
as
for
the
probable
children,
if
they
would
all
turn
out
such
little
darlings
as
her
god-daughter,
Matilda,
she
should
not
mind
the
number,
if
Martha
didn’t.
Besides,
the
next
was
to
be
called
Deborah—
a
point
which
Miss
Matty
had
reluctantly
yielded
to
Martha’s
stubborn
determination
that
her
first-born
was
to
be
Matilda.
So
Miss
Pole
had
to
lower
her
colours,
and
even
her
voice,
as
she
said
to
me
that,
as
Mr
and
Mrs
Hearn
were
still
to
go
on
living
in
the
same
house
with
Miss
Matty,
we
had
certainly
done
a
wise
thing
in
hiring
Martha’s
niece
as
an
auxiliary.
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