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PART I - CHAPTER VI
THE EDUCATION OF GEORGE

and at last the knitting was found at the back of the table drawer, among forks and old wooden skewers.
' I'an ter tell yer wheer ivrythink is,' said the mother in mild reproach. S'r Ann, however, gave no heed to her art w herelabouHeritcwas aa n for red woolle cuff for knitting, the winter; a corkscrew was bored through the web, and the ball of red wool was bristling with skewers.
' It 's a' thee, our Sam,' she wailed. ' I know it 's a' thee an' thy A B C.'
Samuel, ttnder the table, croaked out in a voice of fierce monotony:

' P is for Porkypne, whose bristles so strong
Kill the bold lion by pricking 'is tongue.'

The mother began to shake with quiet laughter.
'His father learnt him that -made it all up,' she whispered proudly to us-and to him:
`Tell us what " B" is, Sam.'
`Shonna,' grunted Sam.
`Go on, there's a duckie; an' I 'll ma' 'e a treacle puddin'.'
'To-day?' asked S'r Ann eagerly.
`Go on, Sam, my duck,' persisted the mother.
`Tha 'as na got no treacle,' said Sam conclusively.
The needle was in the fire; the children stood about watching.
'Will you do it yourself?' I asked Emily.
'I!' she exclaimed, with wide eyes of astonishment, and she shook her head emphatically.
'Then I must.' I took out the needle, holding it in my handkerchief. I took her hand and examined the wound. But when she saw the hot glow of the needle, she snatched away her hand, and looked into my eyes, laughing in a half-hysterical fear and shame. I was very serious, very insistent. She yielded me her hand again, biting her lips in imagination of the pain, and looking at me. While my eyes were looking into hers she had courage; when I was forced to pay attention to my cauterizing, she glanced down, and with a sharp `Ah!' ending in a little laugh, she put her hands behind her, and looked again up at me with

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