my
aunt.'Should
you like
to go
tomorrow?'
Being
already no
stranger
to the
general
rapidity
of my
aunt's
evolutions,
I was not
surprised
by the
suddenness
of the
proposal,
and
said:'Yes.'
'Good,'said
my aunt
again.'Janet,
hire the
grey pony
and chaise
tomorrow
morning at
ten
o'clock,
and pack
up Master
Trotwood's
clothes
tonight.'
I was
greatly
elated by
these
orders;
but my
heart
smote me
for my
selfishness,
when I
witnessed
their
