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Title: Works
Year: 1911 (1910s)
Authors: Dickens, Charles, 1812-1870
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Publisher: New York Scribner
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Toronto

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escaped from the infliction, making a varietyof wry mouths indicative of anything but satisfaction. Thewhole were attired in such motley, ill-sorted, extraordinarygarments, as would have been irresistibly ridiculous, but forthe foul appearance of dirt, disorder, and disease, with whichthey were associated. Now,1 said Squeers, giving the desk a great rap with hiscane, which made half the little boys nearly jump out oftheir boots, is that physicking over ? w Just over, said Mrs. Squeers, choking the last boy inher hurry, and tapping the crown of his head with the woodenspoon to restore him, Here, you Smike ; take away now.Look sharp! Smike shuffled out with the basin, and Mrs. Squeers havingcalled up a little boy with a curly head and wiped her handsupon it, hurried out after him into a species of wash-house,where there was a small fire and a large kettle, togetherwith a number of little wooden bowls which were arrangedupon a board. Into these bowlsa Mrs. Squeers, assisted by the hungry
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THE FIRST CLASS CALLED UP. 109 servant, poured a brown composition which looked likediluted pincushions without the covers, and was called porridge.A minute wedge of brown bread was inserted in each bowl,and when they had eaten their porridge by means of thebread, the boys ate the bread itself, and had finished theirbreakfast; whereupon Mr. Squeers said, in a solemn voice, For what we have received, may the Lord make us trulythankful! —and went away to his own. Nicholas distended his stomach with a bowl of porridge,for much the same reason which induces some savages toswallow earth—lest they should be inconveniently hungrywhen there is nothing to eat. Having further disposed of aslice of bread and butter, allotted to him in virtue of hisoffice, he sat himself down to wait for school-time. He could not but observe how silent and sad the boys allseemed to be. There was none of the noise and clamour ofa school-room; none of its boisterous play, or hearty mirth.The children sat crouch

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