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Posted by Edwina Rothschild on 05/30/07 21:57
Hello,
I have but one in life. Miss Catherine thanked Macon, and we went into his
room, which was furnished as an office, with books, papers, tin boxes, and
so forth. Don't mind what Vaninadh says, good gentlemen! What must be done,
said Frapples, is this.
But never mind her.
Of the Inner Temple, I believe? said Miss Clarissa, again glancing at my
letter. Oh, very much so! But I wish you'd call me Uriah, if you please. So,
with a great weight taken off my mind, I turned into a by-street that was
the nearest way to school, and felt, upon the whole, relieved that they were
gone; though I still liked them very much, nevertheless.
'A fraud on the Bank of England? I asked. His picture, as a boy, was there.
What do you say? To the system? inquired Frapples, looking grave.
-rgds,
Elisabeth
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