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And
there
were
nice
sentences
in
Doctor
Cornwell
's
Spelling
Book
.
They
were
like
poetry
but
they
were
only
sentences
to
learn
the
spelling
from
.
Wolsey
died
in
Leicester
Abbey
Where
the
abbots
buried
him
.
Canker
is
a
disease
of
plants
,
Cancer
one
of
animals
.
It
would
be
nice
to
lie
on
the
hearthrug
before
the
fire
,
leaning
his
head
upon
his
hands
,
and
think
on
those
sentences
.
He
shivered
as
if
he
had
cold
slimy
water
next
his
skin
.
That
was
mean
of
Wells
to
shoulder
him
into
the
square
ditch
because
he
would
not
swop
his
little
snuff
box
for
Wells
's
seasoned
hacking
chestnut
,
the
conqueror
of
forty
.
How
cold
and
slimy
the
water
had
been
!
A
fellow
had
once
seen
a
big
rat
jump
into
the
scum
.
Mother
was
sitting
at
the
fire
with
Dante
waiting
for
Brigid
to
bring
in
the
tea
.
She
had
her
feet
on
the
fender
and
her
jewelly
slippers
were
so
hot
and
they
had
such
a
lovely
warm
smell
!
Dante
knew
a
lot
of
things
.
She
had
taught
him
where
the
Mozambique
Channel
was
and
what
was
the
longest
river
in
America
and
what
was
the
name
of
the
highest
mountain
in
the
moon
.
Father
Arnall
knew
more
than
Dante
because
he
was
a
priest
but
both
his
father
and
uncle
Charles
said
that
Dante
was
a
clever
woman
and
a
well-read
woman
.
And
when
Dante
made
that
noise
after
dinner
and
then
put
up
her
hand
to
her
mouth
:
that
was
heartburn
.
A
voice
cried
far
out
on
the
playground
:
--
All
in
!
Then
other
voices
cried
from
the
lower
and
third
lines
:
--
All
in
!
All
in
!
