“Howhappyyouwillbetoseeyourdarlinglittleboyagain！”LadyCrawleysaid，takingleaveofherkinswoman。
“Ohsohappy！”saidRebecca，throwingupthegreeneyes。
Shewasimmenselyhappytobefreeoftheplace，andyetloathtogo。Queen’sCrawleywasabominablystupid，andyettheairtherewassomehowpurerthanthatwhichshehadbeenaccustomedtobreathe。Everybodyhadbeendull，buthadbeenkindintheirway。”ItisalltheinfluenceofalongcourseofThreePerCents。”Beckysaidtoherself，andwasrightverylikely。
However，theLondonlampsflashedjoyfullyasthestagerolledintoPiccadilly，andBriggshadmadeabeautifulfireinCurzonStreet，andlittleRawdonwasuptowelcomebackhispapaandmamma。
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