 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1993 - Страниц: 68
...frightening the maids, worrying the kittens, be humor, he has it. It was but yesterday he fastened my wig to the back of my chair, and when I went to make a bow, I popped my bald head into Mrs. Frizzle's face. MRs. H. And am I to blame ? The poor boy was always too... | |
 | Oliver Goldsmith - 1792 - Страниц: 44
...boy a little humour. HARDCASTLE. I'd sooner allow him the horsepond! It was but yesterday he fastened my wig to the back of my chair, and when I went to make a bow, I popped my bald head in Mrs. Frizzle's face! MRS. HARDCASTLE. And am I to blame? The poor boy has always... | |
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And am I to blame? The poor boy. was always too sickly to do any good. A school would be his death. When he comes to be a little stronger, who knows what a year or two's Latin may do for him ? HARD. 
