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'Not too much writing home allowed, I suppose?' said the father-in-law, hesitating.
'None, except a circular at Christmas, to say that they never were so happy, an dhope they may never be sent for,'rejoined Squeers.
'Nothing could be better,' said the father-in-law, rubbing his hands.
'Then, as we understand each other,' said Squeers, 'will you allow me to ask you whether you consider me a highly virtuous, exemplary, and well-conducted man in private life; and, whether as a person whose business is to take charge of youth, you place the strongest confidence in my unimpeachable integrity, liberality, religious principles and ability?'
'Cerainly I do,' replied the father-in-law, reciprocating the schoolmaster's grin.

Much vexed by this reflection, Mr Squeers looked at the little boy to see whether he was doing anything he could beat him for: as he happened not to be doing anything at all, he merely boxed his ears, and told him not to do it again.

Mr Squeer's appearance was not prepossessing. He had but one eye, and the popular prejudice runs in favour of two.

'A widow, ma'am?' said Ralph.
'Yes, she is a widow,' replied the lady.
'A poor widow, ma'am?' said Ralph, with a powerful emphasis on that little adjective which conveys so much.

The beauty of the earth is but a breath, and man is but a shadow.