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NOUGHTS AND GROSSES.
power of these spirits, without understanding them, not having been brought up themselves in front of this mirror. But the survivor knows the mirror too well.
"Mademoiselle, vous êtes triste."
"Monsieur, j'en ai bien le droit."
With a last look I see into the small, commonplace church that lies just below the parsonage: and on a tablet by the altar I read a list of many names. . . . .
And the last is that of Charlotte Brontë.
