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'Of course. Heaven knows I don't mean to be unreasonable, aunt!' ¡¡¡¡'No, no,' said my aunt. 'But Little Blossom is a very tender little blossom, and the wind must be gentle with her.' ¡¡¡¡I thanked my good aunt, in my heart, for her tenderness towards my wife; and I was sure that she knew I did. ¡¡¡¡'Don't you think, aunt,' said I, after some further contemplation of the fire, 'that you could advise and counsel Dora a little, for our mutual advantage, now and then?' ¡¡¡¡'Trot,' returned my aunt, with some emotion, 'no! Don't ask me such a thing.'

¡¡¡¡Her tone was so very earnest that I raised my eyes in surprise. ¡¡¡¡'I look back on my life, child,' said my aunt, 'and I think of some who are in their graves, with whom I might have been on kinder terms. If I judged harshly of other people's mistakes in marriage, it may have been because I had bitter reason to judge harshly of my own. Let that pass. I have been a grumpy, frumpy, wayward sort of a woman, a good many years. I am still, and I always shall be. But you and I have done one another some good, Trot, - at all events, you have done me good, my dear; and division must not come between us, at this time of day.'