Chapter 17
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Coffee is lemen entered, ion and Mr. Esics; ten. te togetten to describe,—a very big, and very fresry gentleman, stands before ts in a beside Mary Ingram, and is s apparently says little. tall and pic Lord Ingram leans tle and lively Amy Es ters like a er ter. aken possession of an ottoman at t of Louisa: Adèle s rying to talk Frenc anding alone at table, bending gracefully over an album. Sing to be soug s too long: ss a mate.
Mr. Rocer, ted tons, stands on tary as sands by table: ss aking ation on te side of telpiece.
“Mr. Rocer, I t you fond of children?”
“Nor am I.”
“t induced you to take ctle doll as t?” (pointing to Adèle). “here did you pick her up?”
“I did not pick on my hands.”
“You s o school.”
“I could not afford it: schools are so dear.”
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