‘Do not tell me he has escaped. At this time of universal havoc and despair,—when all London quaked at the voice of the storm,—the carpenter, who was exposed to its utmost fury, fared better than might have been anticipated. He and his friends (he had at least two per class, even in Trigonometry) would make their exits as quickly as possible. This formality irked her: she wanted to play a little, romp.
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