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‘Dunderhead. Anyhow, it were me as got you down to the wetnurse. Sleep did not come easily, but eventually her mind stopped its chattering and she fell into a deep slumber. She ran from the knave into the women’s quarters. He seemed so clean anyway, his fair 215 skin, his light brown hair, there almost seemed to be no point. I tried. "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. I must say what I have to say!” “But not now—not here. "Would you rather be alone?" "No.
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