Michelle’s eyes were red and bloodshot. Miss Klegg and the youngest girl made a vigorous attack on Miss Garvice, who had said she thought women lost something infinitely precious by mingling in the conflicts of life. The rest were hieroglyphic characters, executed in red chalk and charcoal. Mr. The stranger started at the touch, and spoke. He had something across his knees. Well, come back in half an hour. She was keenly resolved to do well in the school examination, and not to be drowned in the seas of emotion that threatened to submerge her intellectual being.
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