Quotation from: The Professor

Written by: Charlotte Bronte


He flourished his tool. The end of the lash just touched my
forehead. A warm excited thrill ran through my veins, my blood
seemed to give abound, and then raced fast and hot along its
channels. I got up nimbly, came round to where he stood, and
faced him.


"Down with your whip!" said I, "and explain this instant what you
mean."


"Sirrah! to whom are you speaking?"

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