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750 they grow best near the gravel. You may depend upon it they do, Kate, and that’s the reason they are all near you, and he has put the gravel there, because it’s the sunny side. Upon my word, that’s very clever now! I shouldn’t have had half as much thought myself!’ ‘Mama,’ said Kate, bending over her work so that her face was almost hidden, ‘before you were married--’ ‘Dear me, Kate,’ interrupted Mrs Nickleby, ‘what in the name of goodness graciousness makes you fly off to the time before I was married, when I’m talking to you about his thoughtfulness and attention to me? You don’t seem to take the smallest interest in the garden.’ ‘Oh! mama,’ said Kate, raising her face again, ‘you know I do.’ ‘Well then, my dear, why don’t you praise the neatness and prettiness with which it’s kept?’ said Mrs Nickleby. ‘How very odd you are, Kate!’ ‘I do praise it, mama,’ answered Kate, gently. ‘Poor fellow!’ ‘I scarcely ever hear you, my dear,’ retorted Mrs Nickleby; ‘that’s all I’ve got to say.’ By this time the good lady had been a long while upon one topic, so she fell at once into her daughter’s little trap, if trap it were, and inquired what she had been going to say. ‘About what, mama?’ said Kate, who had apparently quite forgotten her diversion. ‘Lor, Kate, my dear,’ returned her mother, ‘why, you’re asleep or stupid! About the time before I was married.’ ‘Oh yes!’ said Kate, ‘I remember. I was going to ask, mama, before you were married, had you many suitors?’ ‘Suitors, my dear!’ cried Mrs Nickleby, with a smile of |