"The natives have foolish ways of saying things. The boy was bright and inquisitive as he was subtle. ‘You wish a life of obedience? So be it, Mademoiselle Charvill. Spurling's sooty imp, Caliban. "Speak English?" boomed the voice. You know what's what. Best assured of that. He reached the top floor and ran down the corridor to the little dressing room at the end where he had lost her before. Anyhow, it were me as got you down to the wetnurse.
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