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'I remember very well, sir,' rejoined Squeers. 'Ah! Mrs Squeers, sir, was as partial to that lad as if he had been her own; the attention, sir, that was bestowed upon that boynin his illness - dry toast and warm tea offered him every night and morning when he couldn't swallow anything - a candle in his bedroom the very night he died - the best dictionary sent up for him to lay his head upon. - I don't regret it though. It is a pleasant thing to reflect that one did one's duty by him.'