Little Dorrit by Charles Dickens
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among the collegians, that at six o'clock on a certain fine
morning, a minuet de la cour came off in the yard--the college- rooms being of too confined proportions for the purpose--in which so much ground was covered, and the steps were so conscientiously executed, that the dancing-master, having to play the kit besides, was thoroughly blown. The success of this beginning, which led to the dancing-master's continuing his instruction after his release, emboldened the poor child to try again. She watched and waited months for a seamstress. In the fulness of time a milliner came in, and to her she repaired on her own behalf. 'I beg your pardon, ma'am,' she said, looking timidly round the door of the milliner, whom she found in tears and in bed: 'but I was born here.' Everybody seemed to hear of her as soon as they arrived; for the milliner sat up in bed, drying her eyes, and said, just as the dancing-master had said: 'Oh! You are the child, are you?' 'Yes, ma'am.' 'I am sorry I haven't got anything for you,' said the milliner, shaking her head. 'It's not that, ma'am. If you please I want to learn needle-work.' |
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