"
"And what would you like?" said Bell.
"Just to get up at nine o'clock to-morrow, and go to church as though
nothing had happened. Then, when Dr Crofts came in the evening, you
would tell him I was down at the school."
"I wouldn't quite advise that," said Mrs Dale.
"It would give him such a delightful start. And when he found I
didn't die immediately, as of course I ought to do according to rule,
he would be so disgusted."
"It would be very ungrateful, to say the least of it," said Bell.
"No, it wouldn't, a bit. He needn't come, unless he likes it. And I
don't believe he comes to see me at all. It's all very well, mamma,
your looking in that way; but I'm sure it's true. And I'll tell you
what I'll do, I'll pretend to be bad again, otherwise the poor man
will be robbed of his only happiness."
"I suppose we must allow her to say what she likes till she gets
well," said Mrs Dale, laughing. It was now nearly dark, and Mrs Dale
did not see that Bell's hand had crept under the bed-clothes, and
taken hold of that of her sister. "It's true, mamma," continued Lily,
"and I defy her to deny it.
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