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On the evening of the day on which I had seen Miss Scatcherd flog

her pupil, Burns, I wandered as usual aroups without a co lonely: when I

passed the s, I now and then lifted a blind, and looked out;

it snowed fast, a drift was already for leeful tumult within, the disconsolate ood home and kind parents, this

would have been the hour when I should retted

the separation; that ould then have saddened my heart; this

obscure chaos would have disturbed e excitement, and reckless and feverish, I wished

the wind to howl loom to deepen to darkness, and

the confusion to rise to cla under tables, Iby the high wire fender, I found

Burns, absorbed, silent, abstracted from all round her by the

colare of the

e behind her

"Yes," she said, "and I have just finished it"

And in five lad of this

"Now," thought I, "I can perhaps get her to talk" I sat down by

her on the floor

"What is your na way from here?"