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‘
Clara
!
’
said
Miss
Murdstone
,
in
her
warning
voice
.
‘
I
am
not
quite
well
,
my
dear
Jane
,
I
think
,
’
said
my
mother
.
I
saw
him
wink
,
solemnly
,
at
his
sister
,
as
he
rose
and
said
,
taking
up
the
cane
:
‘
Why
,
Jane
,
we
can
hardly
expect
Clara
to
bear
,
with
perfect
firmness
,
the
worry
and
torment
that
David
has
occasioned
her
today
.
That
would
be
stoical
.
Clara
is
greatly
strengthened
and
improved
,
but
we
can
hardly
expect
so
much
from
her
.
David
,
you
and
I
will
go
upstairs
,
boy
.
’
As
he
took
me
out
at
the
door
,
my
mother
ran
towards
us
.
Miss
Murdstone
said
,
‘
Clara
!
are
you
a
perfect
fool
?
’
and
interfered
.
I
saw
my
mother
stop
her
ears
then
,
and
I
heard
her
crying
.
He
walked
me
up
to
my
room
slowly
and
gravely
—
I
am
certain
he
had
a
delight
in
that
formal
parade
of
executing
justice
—
and
when
we
got
there
,
suddenly
twisted
my
head
under
his
arm
.
‘
Mr
.
Murdstone
!
Sir
!
’
I
cried
to
him
.
‘
Don
’
t
!
Pray
don
’
t
beat
me
!
I
have
tried
to
learn
,
sir
,
but
I
can
’
t
learn
while
you
and
Miss
Murdstone
are
by
.
I
can
’
t
indeed
!
’
‘
Can
’
t
you
,
indeed
,
David
?
’
he
said
.
‘
We
’
ll
try
that
.
’
He
had
my
head
as
in
a
vice
,
but
I
twined
round
him
somehow
,
and
stopped
him
for
a
moment
,
entreating
him
not
to
beat
me
.
It
was
only
a
moment
that
I
stopped
him
,
for
he
cut
me
heavily
an
instant
afterwards
,
and
in
the
same
instant
I
caught
the
hand
with
which
he
held
me
in
my
mouth
,
between
my
teeth
,
and
bit
it
through
.
It
sets
my
teeth
on
edge
to
think
of
it
.
He
beat
me
then
,
as
if
he
would
have
beaten
me
to
death
.
Above
all
the
noise
we
made
,
I
heard
them
running
up
the
stairs
,
and
crying
out
—
I
heard
my
mother
crying
out
—
and
Peggotty
.
Then
he
was
gone
;
and
the
door
was
locked
outside
;
and
I
was
lying
,
fevered
and
hot
,
and
torn
,
and
sore
,
and
raging
in
my
puny
way
,
upon
the
floor
.
