Smith, "upon my conscience. Dim souls flitted about her, not only speaking but it would seem even thinking in undertones. From first to last, on this occasion, her aunt expostulated for about two hours. “Are you a special sort of clergyman,” she said, after a pause, and looking down her nose at him, “or do you go to the Universities?” “Oh!” he said, profoundly. This path, bordered on each side by high privet hedges of the most beautiful green, soon brought them to a stile.
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