" "What kind?" "Dickens, Hugo. ’ Miss Froxfield regarded him in some interest. They proved all sorts of things perhaps, but they were thick, unequal, pitiful pieces of work. ‘No mistaking you this time. ‘Do you think I could endure to hear you prattling your abominable French in my ear day by day? Enough to drive me straight into my grave. If I were a clean, free man—We’ll have to talk of all these things.
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