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Title: Works
Year: 1911 (1910s)
Authors: Dickens, Charles, 1812-1870
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Publisher: New York Scribner
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Toronto

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g not tec3see him, Mr. Squeers feigned to be intent upon mending a1pen, and offering benevolent advice to his youthful pupil, a My dear child, said Mr. Squeers, all people have theitftrials. This early trial of yours that is fit to make you flittle heart burst, and your very eyes come out of your heat-lwith crying, what is it? Nothing; less than nothing. Yoi)1are leaving your friends, but you will have a father in meh>my dear, and a mother in Mrs. Squeers. At the delightfulvillage of Dotheboys, near Greta Bridge in Yorkshire, whenayouth are boarded, clothed, booked, washed, furnished witrh1pocket-money, provided with all necessaries— ;i It is the gentleman, observed the stranger, stopping the.;schoolmaster in the rehearsal of his advertisement. Mr.eSqueers, I believe, sir? e The same, sir, said Mr. Squeers, with an assumption orfextreme surprise. er The gentleman, said the stranger, that advertised ir athe Times newspaper ? ?e- —Morning Post, Chronicle, Herald, and Advertiser-t
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MR. SNAWLEY. 41 regarding the Academy called Dotheboys Hall at the delight-ful village of Dotheboys, near Greta Bridge in Yorkshire,1added Mr. Squeers. You come on business, sir. I see bymy young friends. How do you do, my little gentleman?and how do you do, sir ? With this salutation Mr. Squeerspatted the heads of two hollow-eyed, small-boned little boys,whom the applicant had brought with him, and waited forfurther communications. I am in the oil and colour way. My name is Snawley,sir, said the stranger. Squeers inclined his head as much as to say, And aremarkably pretty name, too. The stranger continued. I have been thinking, Mr.Squeers, of placing my two boys at your school. It is not for me to say so, sir, replied Mr. Squeers, butI dont think you could possibly do a better thing. Hem ! said the other. Twenty pounds per annewum,I believe, Mr. Squeers? Guineas, rejoined the schoolmaster, with a persuasivesmile. Pounds for two, I think, Mr. Squeers, said Mr. Snawley,solemnly. I dont

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