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Book, page 281 / 462 CHAPTER II. A knock at the door, from Mrs. Theresa Tattle's servant, recalled Marianne to the business of the day. "There," said Frederick, "we have sent no answer all this time. It's necessary to think of that in a minute." The servant came with his mistress' compliments, to let the young ladies and Mr. Frederick know that she was waiting tea for them. "Waiting! then we must go," said Frederick. The servant opened the door wider, to let him pass, and Marianne thought she must follow her brother: so they went downstairs together, while Sophy gave her own message to the servant, and quietly stayed at her usual occupations. Mrs. Tattle was seated at her tea-table, with a large plate of macaroons beside her when Frederick and Marianne entered. She was "delighted" they were come, and "grieved" not to see Miss Sophy along with them. Marianne coloured a little; for though she had precipitately followed her brother, and though he had quieted her conscience for a moment by saying "You know papa and mamma told us to do what we thought best," yet she did not feel quite pleased with herself: and it was not till after Mrs. Theresa had exhausted all her compliments, and half her macaroons, that she could restore her spirits to their usual height. "Come, Mr. Frederick," said she after tea, "you promised to make me laugh; and nobody can make me laugh so well as yourself." "Oh, brother," said Marianne, "show Mrs. Theresa Dr. Carbuncle eating his dinner; and I'll be Mrs. Carbuncle." Marianne. Now, my dear, what shall I help you to? Frederick. "My dear!" she never calls him my dear, you know, but always
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