"How go you like your quarters, sauce-box?" asked Sharples, in a jeering tone. "Where are you going?" cried Thames, who, though wholly disencumbered, was scarcely able to keep up with him. Immeasurable disgust possessed her. A slight cough uttered by Jonathan at the moment awakened the echoes of the place, and was returned in hollow reverberations. These interests her world promptly, through the agency of schoolmistresses, older school-mates, her aunt, and a number of other responsible and authoritative people, assured her she must on no account think about. 1.
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