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749 ‘No; but do you think so, Kate?’ said Mrs Nickleby, with as much gravity as if it were a question of the most imminent and thrilling interest. ‘If you don’t, say so at once, you know; because it’s just as well to be correct, particularly on a point of this kind, which is very curious and worth settling while one thinks about it.’ Kate laughingly replied that she was quite convinced; and as her mama still appeared undetermined whether it was not absolutely essential that the subject should be renewed, proposed that they should take their work into the summer-house, and enjoy the beauty of the afternoon. Mrs Nickleby readily assented, and to the summer-house they repaired, without further discussion. ‘Well, I will say,’ observed Mrs Nickleby, as she took her seat, ‘that there never was such a good creature as Smike. Upon my word, the pains he has taken in putting this little arbour to rights, and training the sweetest flowers about it, are beyond anything I could have--I wish he wouldn’t put all the gravel on your side, Kate, my dear, though, and leave nothing but mould for me.’ ‘Dear mama,’ returned Kate, hastily, ‘take this seat--do--to oblige me, mama.’ ‘No, indeed, my dear. I shall keep my own side,’ said Mrs Nickleby. ‘Well! I declare!’ Kate looked up inquiringly. ‘If he hasn’t been,’ said Mrs Nickleby, ‘and got, from somewhere or other, a couple of roots of those flowers that I said I was so fond of, the other night, and asked you if you were not--no, that you said you were so fond of, the other night, and asked me if I wasn’t--it’s the same thing. Now, upon my word, I take that as very kind and attentive indeed! I don’t see,’ added Mrs Nickleby, looking narrowly about her, ‘any of them on my side, but I suppose |
