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\" Lucy replied. “I mean REALLY independent. ‘Oh, peste,’ she cried out in distressed tones. E. Spurlock had found the typewriter, oiled and cleaned it, and began to practise on it in the night. “This life is killing me! Oh, it is dull, dull, dull!” Suddenly an idea seemed to strike her. "What!" she exclaimed, almost choked with passion,—"I advised you to burthen yourself with that idle and good-for-nothing pauper, who'm you ought rather to send to the workhouse than maintain at your own expense, did I! I advised you to take him as an apprentice; and, so far from getting the regular fee with him, to give him a salary? I advised you to feed him, and clothe him, and treat him like his betters; to put up with his insolence, and wink at his faults? I counselled all this, I suppose. " Here a murmur of amazement arose from the assemblage outside. ‘André? Que dit-il?’ ‘My wife does not understand,’ said the fellow, frowning deeply.
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