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All this led me into some serious reflections, and presented our mistakes in a new aspect; as I could not help communicating to Dora one evening, in spite of my tenderness for her. ¡¡¡¡'My love,' said I, 'it is very painful to me to think that our want of system and management, involves not only ourselves (which we have got used to), but other people.' ¡¡¡¡'You have been silent for a long time, and now you are going to be cross!' said Dora.

¡¡¡¡'No, my dear, indeed! Let me explain to you what I mean.' ¡¡¡¡'I think I don't want to know,' said Dora. ¡¡¡¡'But I want you to know, my love. Put Jip down.' ¡¡¡¡Dora put his nose to mine, and said 'Boh!' to drive my seriousness away; but, not succeeding, ordered him into his Pagoda, and sat looking at me, with her hands folded, and a most resigned little expression of countenance. ¡¡¡¡'The fact is, my dear,' I began, 'there is contagion in us. We infect everyone about us.'