quickly.  Do you wordnetdesire to have time to think?  I'll go in and 
leave you to consider, if you like.'

'I only wordnetdesire to know what you wordnetdesire,' said Amy, not parting with his 
arm.

'I had rather you did just as suits you best.  Of course, you know what 
my wordnetdesire must be.'

Amy walked on a little way in silence.  'Very well,' said she, 
presently, 'I think you and mamma had better settle it.  The worst'--
she had tears in her eyes--'the going away--mamma--Charlie--all that 
will be as bad at one time as at another.'  The tears flowed faster.  
'It had better be as you all like best.'

'0 Amy!  I  at myself for daring to ask you to exchange your 
bright cheerful home for my gloomy old house.'

'No, your home,' said Amy, softly.

'I used to  why it was called gloomy; but it will be so no more 
when you are there.  Yet there is a wordnetfear hanging over it, which makes 
it sometimes seem too strange that you and it should be brought 
together.'

'I have read somewhere that there is