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                                                                    • Miss C. And how many men-servants do you keep?Another coincidence? The plumber in our village comesfrom three generations of plumbers. The woman who soldme a big ripe Gouda cheese at the Wednesday market inLeiden, just outside Amsterdam, had her mother and herdaughter working for her. All dressed the same.


                                                                      'It was never bewitching,' she said, laughing. 'It never could have been bewitching, Davy. Now I know it wasn't!'


                                                                                                                                      • 'Your own expression, you know,' said Mr. Wickfield. 'Or abroad.'Then we'll delve deep into the warm and welcomingworld of synchrony. You'll learn how to align yourselfwith the signals other people send you so that they'llfeel a natural familiarity and comfort around you. We'llalso discuss the massive importance of voice tone andhow it influences the moods and emotions we want toconvey.


                                                                                                                                        Ever, J.B.He looked at us, as if he could never feast his eyes on us sufficiently. Agnes laughingly put back some scattered locks of his grey hair, that he might see us better.



                                                                                                                                                                                                        • 'And then, as if this was not enough, and she had not stood sufficiently in the light of this child's sister, Betsey Trotwood,' said my aunt, 'she marries a second time - goes and marries a Murderer - or a man with a name like it - and stands in THIS child's light! And the natural consequence is, as anybody but a baby might have foreseen, that he prowls and wanders. He's as like Cain before he was grown up, as he can be.'


                                                                                                                                                                                                          AND INDIA.