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ayear,sothatshemightsufferfromnoinconveniencetillherchildwasborn.Butshehadneverbeenusedtothemanagementofmoney,andwasunabletoadaptherexpendituretoheralteredcircumstances.Thelittleshehadslippedthroughherfingersinonewayandanother,sothatnow,whenallexpenseswerepaid,notmuchmorethantwothousandpoundsremainedtosupporttheboytillhewasabletoearnhisownliving.ItwasimpossibletoexplainallthistoPhilipandhewassobbingstill. “You’dbettergotoEmma,”Mr.Careysaid,feelingthatshecouldconsolethechildbetterthananyone. WithoutawordPhilipslippedoffhisuncle’sknee,butMr.Careystoppedhim. “Wemustgotomorrow,becauseonSaturdayI’vegottopreparemysermon,andyoumusttellEmmatogetyourthingsreadytoday.Youcanbringallyourtoys.Andifyouwantanythingtorememberyourfatherandmotherbyyoucantakeonethingforeachofthem.Everythingelseisgoingtobesold.” Theboyslippedoutoftheroom.Mr.Careywasunusedtowork,andheturnedtohiscorrespondencewithresentment.Ononesideofthedeskwasabundleofbills,andthesefilledhimwithirritation.Oneespeciallyseemedpreposterous.ImmediatelyafterMrs.Carey’sdeathEmmahadorderedfromthefloristmassesofwhiteflowersfortheroominwhichthedeadwomanlay.Itwassheerwasteofmoney.Emmatookfartoomuchuponherself.Eveniftherehadbeennofinancialnecessity,hewouldhavedismissedher. ButPhilipwenttoher,andhidhisfaceinherbosom,andweptasthoughhisheartwouldbreak.Andshe,feelingthathewasalmostherownson—shehadtakenhimwhenhewasamonthold—consoledhi
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