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Jane Eyre: An Autobiography - Brontë, Charlotte · 79 words
As yet I had spoken to no one, nor did anybody seem to take notice of me; I stood lonely enough. but to that feeling of isolation I was accustomed; it did not oppress me much. I leant against a pillar of the verandah, drew my grey mantle close about me, and, trying to forget the cold which nipped me without, and the unsatisfied hunger which gnawed me within, delivered myself up to the employment of watching and thinking.
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