Dance Me to the End of Love
'But he could board somewhere else, I suppose?' suggested my aunt. ¡¡¡¡Mr. Wickfield thought I could. After a little discussion, he proposed to take my aunt to the school, that she might see it and judge for herself; also, to take her, with the same object, to two or three houses where he thought I could be boarded. My aunt embracing the proposal, we were all three going out together, when he stopped and said: ¡¡¡¡'Our little friend here might have some motive, perhaps, for objecting to the arrangements. I think we had better leave him behind?'
¡¡¡¡My aunt seemed disposed to contest the point; but to facilitate matters I said I would gladly remain behind, if they pleased; and returned into Mr. Wickfield's office, where I sat down again, in the chair I had first occupied, to await their return. ¡¡¡¡It so happened that this chair was opposite a narrow passage, which ended in the little circular room where I had seen Uriah Heep's pale face looking out of the window. Uriah, having taken the pony to a neighbouring stable, was at work at a desk in this room, which had a brass frame on the top to hang paper upon, and on
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Dance Me to the End of Love"
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