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 			<p>“Bishop,” she said immediately after breakfast on the morning of that eventful day, “have you signed the appointment yet?”</p>
 			<p>“No, my dear, not yet; it is not exactly signed as yet.”</p>
 			<p>“Then do it,” said the lady.</p>
-			<p>The bishop did it, and a very pleasant day indeed he spent at Ullathorne. And when he got home, he had a glass of hot negus in his wife’s sitting-room, and read the last number of the <span epub:type="se:name.publication.book">Little Dorrit</span> of the day with great inward satisfaction. Oh, husbands, oh, my marital friends, what great comfort is there to be derived from a wife well obeyed!</p>
+			<p>The bishop did it, and a very pleasant day indeed he spent at Ullathorne. And when he got home, he had a glass of hot negus in his wife’s sitting-room, and read the last number of the <i epub:type="se:name.publication.book">Little Dorrit</i> of the day with great inward satisfaction. Oh, husbands, oh, my marital friends, what great comfort is there to be derived from a wife well obeyed!</p>
 			<p>Much perturbation and flutter, high expectation and renewed hopes, were occasioned at Puddingdale, by the receipt of these episcopal dispatches. <abbr epub:type="z3998:name-title">Mrs.</abbr> Quiverful, whose careful ear caught the sound of the pony’s feet as he trotted up to the vicarage kitchen door, brought them in hurriedly to her husband. She was at the moment concocting the Irish stew destined to satisfy the noonday wants of fourteen young birds, let alone the parent couple. She had taken the letters from the man’s hands between the folds of her capacious apron so as to save them from the contamination of the stew, and in this guise she brought them to her husband’s desk.</p>
 			<p>They at once divided the spoil, each taking that addressed to the other. “Quiverful,” said she with impressive voice, “you are to be at the palace at eleven tomorrow.”</p>
 			<p>“And so are you, my dear,” said he, almost gasping with the importance of the tidings⁠—and then they exchanged letters.</p>