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Jane Eyre: An Autobiography - Brontë, Charlotte · 52 words
Before the long hour and a half of prayers and Bible reading was over, I felt ready to perish with cold. Breakfast time came at last, and this morning the porridge was not burnt; the quality was eatable, the quantity small. How small my portion seemed. I wished it had been doubled.
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