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"Then it was a good laugh, indeed! " I cried heartily.
"Oh, don't let's go back to our fine manners! " he begged comically. "We've satisfied each other that we have them! I feel so lonely; and my aunt just now -- well, never mind about that. But you really must excuse us about Miss Beaufain, and all that sort of thing. I see it, because I'm of the new generation, since the war, and -- well, I've been to other places, too. But Aunt Eliza, and all of them, you know, can't see it. And I wouldn't have them, either! So I don't ever attempt to explain to them that the world has to go on. They'd say, 'We don't see the necessity! ' When slavery stopped, they stopped, you see, just like a clock. Their hand points to 1865 -- it has never moved a minute since. And some day" -- his voice grew suddenly tender -- "they'll go, one by one, to join the still older ones. And I shall miss them very much."