I'm used to insult as I am to misfortune, and am grown callous to both; but I'm not used to compassion, and know not how to take it. ’ ‘Of course I am, imbecile,’ she snapped, unconsciously echoing her greatniece. There was once a philanthropist who dressed with shameful shabbiness and carried pearls in his pocket. "You forgot your lunch," she said. “Never heard anything of it.
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