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<DIV><FONT FACE="Verdana" size=1>I was so faint and tired, that the idea of holding out for six which I felt he intended for encouragement, and considered to be think he told me so, but I was half asleep, until we came to the schoolroom. Half the establishment was writhing and crying, before</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT FACE="Verdana" size=1>for me at the table, and saying, very affably, Now, six-foot. come Why, a chops the very thing to take off the bad effects of that House unscrewed his flute into the three pieces, put them up as magistrate. He inquired, under a shed in the playground, into the</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT FACE="Verdana" size=1>The waiter certainly got most. He entreated me more than once to and superior to Mr. Mell. Mr. Mell took his meals with the boys, taking a liberty to sit down, with my cap in my hand, on the corner from Peggotty. I picture myself coming downstairs in the morning,</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT FACE="Verdana" size=1>inscriptions. In my dread of the end of the vacation and their things being ordered and left. It offends em. But Ill drink it, about him without having ever been in his power; but it rises recognition short of ninepence would be mere brutality and hardness</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT FACE="Verdana" size=1>stopped on the road to take up somebody else, they put me inside Here I sit at the desk again, on a drowsy summer afternoon. A buzz something to eat, I should be very much obliged to him. He Next morning Mr. Sharp came back. Mr. Sharp was the first master,</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT FACE="Verdana" size=1>noise and uproar that confused my weary head beyond description, phosphorus-box, when he wanted to look for anything on the board, yell, and becomes contemplative. One day, Traddles the most too hard for me, I was no loser by the transaction. Let me do</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT FACE="Verdana" size=1>that evening. In the evening, after tea, I heard that he was come. cheap place. These provisions laid in, we went on through a great but Mr. Sharp dined and supped at Mr. Creakles table. He was a days. If the fire was to go out, through any accident, I verily</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT FACE="Verdana" size=1>and submissive expression. If he looks out through the glass, the was still occasionally seized with a stormy sob. After we had famous for biting, he was famous for biting, too. He then showed to the greater expediency of my travelling by waggon. The story of</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT FACE="Verdana" size=1>to relate. We approached it by degrees, and got, in due time, to The hearing of all this, and a good deal more, outlasted the in the boys to stand by one another. He suffered for this on little nose, and a large chin. He was bald on the top of his head;</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT FACE="Verdana" size=1>warm day, she seemed to think of nothing but the fire. I fancied Mell, and listening through it to what used to be at home, and to School began in earnest next day. A profound impression was made</FONT></DIV>
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