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Chapter 27

           ‘It’scalmandwhat’sthatwordagaincritical?noclassical,that’sitit’scalmandclassical.Nolowbeatingsandknockingsabout,nojokingsandsqueakingslikeyourpreciousPunches,butalwaysthesame,withaconstantlyunchangingairofcoldnessandgentility;andsolikelife,thatifwax-workonlyspokeandwalkedabout,you’dhardlyknowthedifference.Iwon’tgosofarastosay,that,asitis,I’veseenwax-workquitelikelife,butI’vecertainlyseensomelifethatwasexactlylikewax-work.’

           ‘Isithere,ma’am?’askedNell,whosecuriositywasawakenedbythisdescription.

           ‘Iswhathere,child?’

           ‘Thewax-work,ma’am.’

           ‘Why,blessyou,child,whatareyouthinkingof?Howcouldsuchacollectionbehere,whereyouseeeverythingexcepttheinsideofonelittlecupboardandafewboxes?It’sgoneonintheotherwanstotheassembly-rooms,andthereit’llbeexhibitedthedayafterto-morrow.Youaregoingtothesametown,andyou’llseeitIdaresay.It’snaturaltoexpectthatyou’llseeit,andI’venodoubtyouwill.Isupposeyoucouldn’tstopawayifyouwastotryeversomuch.’

           ‘Ishallnotbeinthetown,Ithink,ma’am,’saidthechild.

           ‘Notthere!’criedMrsJarley.‘Thenwherewillyoube?’

           ‘IIdon’tquiteknow.Iamnotcertain.’

           ‘Youdon’tmeantosaythatyou’retravellingaboutthecountrywithoutknowingwhereyou’regoingto?’saidtheladyofthecaravan.

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