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Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell
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“Where?”
I
asked,
for
her
eyes
were
round
with
affright.
“In
the
street—
just
outside—
it
sounded
like”—
“Talking?”
I
put
in,
as
she
hesitated
a
little.
“No!
kissing”—
CHAPTER
VII.
VISITING
ONE
morning,
as
Miss
Matty
and
I
sat
at
our
work—
it
was
before
twelve
o’clock,
and
Miss
Matty
had
not
changed
the
cap
with
yellow
ribbons
that
had
been
Miss
Jenkyns’s
best,
and
which
Miss
Matty
was
now
wearing
out
in
private,
putting
on
the
one
made
in
imitation
of
Mrs
Jamieson’s
at
all
times
when
she
expected
to
be
seen—
Martha
came
up,
and
asked
if
Miss
Betty
Barker
might
speak
to
her
mistress.
Miss
Matty
assented,
and
quickly
disappeared
to
change
the
yellow
ribbons,
while
Miss
Barker
came
upstairs;
but,
as
she
had
forgotten
her
spectacles,
and
was
rather
flurried
by
the
unusual
time
of
the
visit,
I
was
not
surprised
to
see
her
return
with
one
cap
on
the
top
of
the
other.
She
was
quite
unconscious
of
it
herself,
and
looked
at
us,
with
bland
satisfaction.
Nor
do
I
think
Miss
Barker
perceived
it;
for,
putting
aside
the
little
circumstance
that
she
was
not
so
young
as
she
had
been,
she
was
very
much
absorbed
in
her
errand,
which
she
delivered
herself
of
with
an
oppressive
modesty
that
found
vent
in
endless
apologies.
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