Identifier: vanityfair01thac (find matches)
Title: Vanity fair
Year: 1900 (1900s)
Authors: Thackeray, William Makepeace, 1811-1863 Fiske, Minnie Maddern, Mrs., 1865- (from old catalog)
Subjects: Waterloo, Battle of, Waterloo, Belgium, 1815 British Female friendship Social classes Married women
Publisher: New York and Boston, H. M. Caldwell company
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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ovel. Shes too ill to see you, sir, Rebecca said, tripping downto Sir Pitt, who was preparing to ascend. So much the better, Sir Pitt answered. I want to seeyou^ Miss Becky. Come along a me into the parlor, and theyentered that apartment together. I wawnt you back at Queens Crawley, miss, the bar-onet said, fixing his eyes upon her, and taking off his blackgloves and his hat with its great crape hat-band. His eyeshad such a strange look, and fixed upon her so steadfastlythat Rebecca Sharp began almost to tremble. I hope to come soon, she said in a low voice, as soonas Miss Crawley is better—and return to—to the dear chil-dren. Youve said so these three months, Becky, replied SirPitt, and still you go hanging on to my sister, wholl fliingyou off like an old shoe when shes wore you out. I tell youI want yow. Pm going back to the vuneral. Will you comeback ? Yes or no ? I darent—I dont think—it would be right—to be alone—with you, sin Becky said, seemingly in great agitation.
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MISS CRA WLE Y AT HOME. 155 I say agin, I want you, Sir Pitt said, thumping the table. I cant git on without you. I didnt see what it was till youwent away. The house all goes wrong. Its not the sameplace. All my accounts has got muddled agin. You mustcome back. Do come back. Dear Becky, do come. ** Come—as what, sir ? Rebecca gasped out. Come as Lady Crawley, if you like, the baronet said,grasping his crape hat. There ! will that zatisfy you ? Comeback and be my wife. You vit vort. Birth be hanged. You!reas good a lady as ever I see. Youve got more brains in yourlittle vinger.than any baronets wife in the county. Will youcome ? Yes or no ? Oh, Sir Pitt ! Rebecca said, very much moved. / r/..

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