Quotation from: Villette

Written by: Charlotte Bronte


"Suits _me_, forsooth! Yes; he has pretended to make my opinions
and tastes his own. He has humoured me for good reasons. I think,
Polly, you and I will bid him good-by."


"Till to-morrow only. Shake hands with Graham, papa."


"No: I think not: I am not friends with him. Don't think to coax me
between you."


"Indeed, indeed, you _are_ friends. Graham, stretch out your
right hand. Papa, put out yours. Now, let them touch. Papa, don't be
stiff; close your fingers; be pliant--there! But that is not a clasp--
it is a grasp? Papa, you grasp like a vice. You crush Graham's hand to
the bone; you hurt him!"

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