Quotation from: The Professor

Written by: Charlotte Bronte


I stopped short, and looked towards the speaker. I smelt the
fragrance, and saw the red spark of a cigar; the dusk outline of
a man, too, bent towards me over the wicket.


"You see I am meditating in the field at eventide," continued
this shade. "God knows it's cool work! especially as instead of
Rebecca on a camel's hump, with bracelets on her arms and a ring
in her nose, Fate sends me only a counting-house clerk, in a grey
tweed wrapper." The voice was familiar to me--its second
utterance enabled me to seize the speaker's identity.

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