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Cranford
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Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell
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“But,
Mr
Peter,
shooting
a
cherubim—
don’t
you
think—
I
am
afraid
that
was
sacrilege!”
Mr
Peter
composed
his
countenance
in
a
moment,
and
appeared
shocked
at
the
idea,
which,
as
he
said
truly
enough,
was
now
presented
to
him
for
the
first
time;
but
then
Mrs
Jamieson
must
remember
that
he
had
been
living
for
a
long
time
among
savages—
all
of
whom
were
heathens—
some
of
them,
he
was
afraid,
were
downright
Dissenters.
Then,
seeing
Miss
Matty
draw
near,
he
hastily
changed
the
conversation,
and
after
a
little
while,
turning
to
me,
he
said,
“Don’t
be
shocked,
prim
little
Mary,
at
all
my
wonderful
stories.
I
consider
Mrs
Jamieson
fair
game,
and
besides
I
am
bent
on
propitiating
her,
and
the
first
step
towards
it
is
keeping
her
well
awake.
I
bribed
her
here
by
asking
her
to
let
me
have
her
name
as
patroness
for
my
poor
conjuror
this
evening;
and
I
don’t
want
to
give
her
time
enough
to
get
up
her
rancour
against
the
Hogginses,
who
are
just
coming
in.
I
want
everybody
to
be
friends,
for
it
harasses
Matty
so
much
to
hear
of
these
quarrels.
I
shall
go
at
it
again
by-and-by,
so
you
need
not
look
shocked.
I
intend
to
enter
the
Assembly
Room
to-night
with
Mrs
Jamieson
on
one
side,
and
my
lady,
Mrs
Hoggins,
on
the
other.
You
see
if
I
don’t.”
Somehow
or
another
he
did;
and
fairly
got
them
into
conversation
together.
Major
and
Mrs
Gordon
helped
at
the
good
work
with
their
perfect
ignorance
of
any
existing
coolness
between
any
of
the
inhabitants
of
Cranford.
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