"I knew how it would be," she cried, in the shrill voice peculiar to a shrew, "when you brought that worthless hussy's worthless brat into the house. An ugly flush stained his cheeks. She should be lifted out of her narrow little life, and it should be all owing to him. Books were always sliding and slipping, clumsy objects to hold. Meet me. "I don't see why I should be obliged to pay for doing my duty. I knew him in spite of his dress.
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