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"Now, Miss Grey," exclaimed Miss Murray, immediately I entered the schoolroom, after having taken off my outdoor garments, upon returning from my four weeks' recreation, "Now-shut the door, and sit down, and I'll tell you all about the ball."
"No-damn it, no!" shouted Miss Matilda. "Hold your tongue, can't ye? and let me tell her about my new mare-_such_ a splendour, Miss Grey! a fine blood mare-"