`` I do n't see why we must invite Aunt Jane , '' said Rachel , with as much impatience as her soft , throaty voice could express . `` Aunt Jane does n't like me , and I do n't like Aunt Jane . '' `` I 'm sure I do n't see why you do n't like her , '' said Mrs. Spencer . `` It 's ungrateful of you . She has always been very kind to you . '' `` She has always been very kind with one hand , '' smiled Rachel . `` I remember the first time I ever saw Aunt Jane . I was six years old . She held out to me a small velvet pincushion with beads on it . And then , because I did not , in my shyness , thank her quite as promptly as I should have done , she rapped my head with her bethimbled finger to ` teach me better manners . ' It hurt horribly -- I 've always had a tender head . And that has been Aunt Jane 's way ever since . When I grew too big for the thimble treatment she used her tongue instead -- and that hurt worse . And you know , mother , how she used to talk about my engagement . She is able to spoil the whole atmosphere if she happens to come in a bad humor . I do n't want her . '' `` She must be invited . People would talk so if she was n't . '' `` I do n't see why they should . She 's only my great-aunt by marriage .
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