'You have no business to take our books; you are a dependant, mama says;
you have no money; your father left you none; you ought to beg, and not
to live here with gentlemen's children like us, and eat the same meals
we do, and wear clothes at our mama's expense. Now, I'll teach you to
rummage my bookshelves: for they are mine; all the house belongs to me,
or will do in a few years. Go and stand by the door, out of the way of
the mirror and the windows.'
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