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"Yes," he decided, "I will come. We will make a start together, at any rate."

"Good fellow!" Philip exclaimed enthusiastically.

"Bless you!" Rosina murmured, smiling at him delightfully. "I can't tell you how glad I am."

"When did you think of telling Uncle Benjamin?" Matthew enquired.

"After supper to-night," Rosina answered. "We don't want to wait another day. I have been thinking of escape until I feel absolutely on fire with impatience. Fancy, both of you, no more of that horrible Norchester! No more walking through those hideous streets and working in that hateful factory! No more of those ghastly visits to the tradespeople, with Harriet grumbling at everything, trying to beat them down in price until they look as though they'd like to ask us to leave the place! No more chapel, no more prayers morning and night! Oh, I suppose it's ungrateful, but there never was a colder house in this world than Uncle Benjamin's. I don't think the sun has ever shone into a single corner of it. If I stayed there much longer, I should die."