“Will you come this way,” she said, “into the drawing-room? There is no one there just now. And he hazarded a wink at the poet over the paper on which he was sketching. He taught her how to read and write in Latin and Greek, often rewarding her for her efforts with a flower or a trinket. "But it is much to me. ‘You little fool! I’m a trained soldier with ten years experience at my back. Was there anything at all in those locked rooms of her aunt’s mind? Were they fully furnished and only a little dusty and cobwebby and in need of an airing, or were they stark vacancy except, perhaps, for a cockroach or so or the gnawing of a rat? What was the mental equivalent of a rat’s gnawing? The image was going astray.
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