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Ey, Ey, con el perro no 😾👊🏻
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En mi libro voy en la página 258 (en la actualización anterior en realidad era la página 240)

William levantando envidias por elegir al mujeron de Francés, tu muy bien mi estimado 🤝🏻

Increíble que Charlotte Bronte escribió un personaje como William y después a la cagada de Rochester 🫪

Voy a leer el principio de nuevo solo para confirmar la edad de William para ver si no me causa tanto repele que se case con Henri, según yo el tiene como 26 y ella 19, asi que dada la época y la situación lo veo pasable

Es que William buscándo a Frances por toda Bruselas 😮‍💨

children are most sincere; they have not yet had time to become accomplished in duplicity; they will tell lies but they do it inartificially, and you know they are lying; but the grown-up people are very false; they deceive strangers, they deceive each other

inhabitants very treacherous; they all think it lawful to tell lies; they call it politeness to profess friendship where they feel hatred

I long to live once more among Protestants; they are more honest than Catholics

you must be two or three and twenty, I should think?

Pas encore, monsieur - en un mois j'aurai dix-neuf ans

Well, nineteen is a mature age ...

But (slowly & w/embarrassment) my parents were not all the two Genovese.

Say BOTH, instead of "all the two"

she liked to learn, but hated to teach

there were only about dozen of them, but they made as much noise as might have sufficed for fifty

she could look @ me, it seemed, when perplexed & bewildered, but not when gratified; I thought that scarcely fair.

she shrank from me; I was man & heretic; she, destined nun & devoted Catholic: thus four-fold wall of separation divided her mind from mine

Our likings are regulated by our circumstances. artist prefers hilly country because it is picturesque; engineer flat one because convenient; man of pleasure likes what he calls "fine woman" - she suits him; fashionable young gentleman admires fashionable young lady - she is of his kind ...

But Zoraide Reuter? Of course her defection had cut me to the quick?
...
Reason was my physician; she began by proving that prize I had missed was of little value: ... physically, Zoraide might have suited me, but affirmed our souls were not in harmony, & that discord must have resulted from union of her mind w/mine. She then insisted on suppression of all repining & commanded me rather to rejoice I escaped snare.

not to flatter your vanity - Crimsworth could not bear comparison with you either physically or mentally; he is not a handsome man at all; some may call him gentleman-like and intelligent-looking, but for my part -

she must be at least ten years older than I (was she then thirty-two? I should not have thought it.)

She had been brought up Catholic: had she been born Englishwoman & reared Protestant, might she not have added straight integrity to all her other excellences? Supposing she marry English & Protestant husband, would she not, rational sensible as she is, quickly acknowledge superiority of right over expediency, honesty over policy?

two or three examples of that deformity of person and imbecility of intellect whose frequency in the Low Countries would seem to furnish proof that the climate is such as to induce degeneracy of the human mind and body.

these girls belonged to what are called the respectable ranks of society; they had all been carefully brought up, yet was the mass of them mentally depraved.

Confess, William, do not the mere good looks of Zoraide Reuter appear dowdyish and commonplace compared with the splendid charms of some of her pupils?

The question discomposed me ...

...might have laughed at director's enthusiasm had I believed it real, but something in his tone indicated got-up raptures. I felt he was only affecting fervour in order to put me off my guard, to induce me to come out in return, so I scarcely even smiled.

(I was wondering ... the headmaster sounded skeevy ... improper consideration of pupils! Is he not newly married? Or was that William's brother Edward?)

Did she find out your weak point?

What is my weak point?

Why, the sentimental. Any woman sinking her shaft deep enough, will at last reach a fathomless spring of sensibility in thy breast, Crimsworth.

...it was no amorous influence she wished to gain - at that time it was only the power of the politician to which she aspired; I was now installed as a professor in her establishment, and she wanted to know where her mind was superior to mine - by what feeling or opinion she could lead me.

Sylvie looked calmly pleased, Eulalie swelled like an incensed turkey, but the mutiny was quelled: the conceited coquetry and futile flirtation of the first bench were exchanged for a taciturn sullenness, much more convenient to me, and the rest of my lesson passed without interruption.

These three, I at once saw, deemed themselves the queens of the school, and conceived that by their splendour they threw all the rest into the shade. In less than five minutes they had thus revealed to me their characters, and in less than five minutes I had buckled on a breast-plate of steely indifference, and let down a visor of impassible austerity.

If I looked at these girls with little scruple, they looked at me with still less.