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There's no love lost between us, I assure you, said Miss Price, tying her bonnet strings with a jerk. 'You'll cry your eyes out, when I'm gone; you know you will. 'I scorn your words, Minx, said Miss Squeers. 'You pay me a great compliment when you say so, answered the miller's daughter, curtseying very low. 'Wish you a very good-night, ma'am, and pleasant dreams attend your sleep!
With this, he retired; and he had not retired two minutes, when he returned with Mr Squeers and his hopeful son. 'Why, who'd have thought of this? said Mr Squeers, when he had saluted the party and received some private family intelligence from his daughter. 'Who, indeed, pa! replied that young lady, spitefully. 'But you see 'Tilda IS married at last.
He noted everything, from the saucy street waif to the sorrowful prison child, from the poor little drudge to the brutal schoolmaster, and he transplanted them from life to fiction, in such characters as Sam Weller, Little Dorrit, the Marchioness, Mr. Squeers, and a hundred others. While in the attorney's office, Dickens began to study shorthand, in order to become a reporter.
"If we call the old man Squeers we should dub Billy Mark Tapley," said Gordon one day, when the lad had laughed off the effect of an unusually acrimonious rasping over a trivial error in the Guard Report book.
You ordered that thick bread and butter for three, did you? 'Coming directly, sir. 'You needn't hurry yourself, said Squeers; 'there's plenty of time. Conquer your passions, boys, and don't be eager after vittles. As he uttered this moral precept, Mr Squeers took a large bite out of the cold beef, and recognised Nicholas. 'Sit down, Mr Nickleby, said Squeers.
As Squeers was represented as "glaring along the lines," to assure himself that every boy really was there, what time "every eye drooped and every head cowered down," the Reader, instead of uttering one word of what the ruffianly schoolmaster ought then to have added: "Each boy keep to his place.
The leader was insisting upon Mrs Squeers repeating her dose, Master Squeers was undergoing another dip in the treacle, and a violent assault had been commenced on Miss Squeers, when John Browdie, bursting open the door with a vigorous kick, rushed to the rescue. The shouts, screams, groans, hoots, and clapping of hands, suddenly ceased, and a dead silence ensued.
But the most vexatious and aggeravating part of the whole affair is, said Squeers, dropping his voice, and drawing his chair still closer to Ralph, 'that some questions have been asked about him at last not of me, but, in a roundabout kind of way, of people in our village.
Miss Squeers glanced at the door, as if dubious of the propriety of advancing any nearer to an utter stranger; then round the schoolroom, as though in some measure reassured by the presence of forty boys; and finally sidled up to Nicholas and delivered the pen into his hand, with a most winning mixture of reserve and condescension.
The work this unhappy drudge performed would have cost the establishment some ten or twelve shillings a week in the way of wages, and Squeers, who, as a matter of policy, made severe examples of all runaways from Dotheboys Hall, prepared to take full vengeance on Smike.
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