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AGNES GREY.
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vitably ensued; and as it was, I could not keep the water out of my eyes. I walked along with Miss Murray, turning aside my face and neglecting to notice several successive remarks, till she bawled out I was either deaf or stupid, and then, (having recovered my self-possession) as one awakened from a fit of abstraction, I suddenly looked up and asked what she had been saying.
