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“But there’s no hurry, is there?” said Mrs. Tulliver; “for I hope, Mr. Tulliver, you won’t let Tom begin at his new school before Midsummer. He began at the ‘cademy at the Lady-day quarter, and you see what good’s come of it.”
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