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"And pray, Ma'am," said Mrs. Ireton, "if the question is not too impertinent, don't you see Mr. Loddard coming? And who is to take care of Bijou? And where is his basket? And I don't see his cushion?"
Juliet turned round to answer, "I will send them Madam, immediately."
"Amazing condescension!" exclaimed Mrs. Ireton, in a rage that she no longer aimed at disguising: "I shall never be able to shew my sense of such affability! Never! I am vastly too obtuse, vastly too obtuse and impenetrable to find any adequate means of expressing my gratitude. However, since you really intend me the astonishing favour of sending one of my people upon your own errand, permit me to entreat,—if it is not too great a liberty to take with a person of your unspeakable rank,—permit me to entreat that you will make use of the same vehicle for conveying to me your account; for you are vastly too fine a lady for a person so ordinary
