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d talk rather like someone beginning a lecture. Jill suddenly flew into a temper(which is quite a likely thing to happen if you have been interrupted in a cry).
“Oh,go away and mind your own business,”she said. “Nobody asked you to come barging in,did they ? And you’re a nice person to start telling us what we all ought to do,aren’t you ? I suppose you mean we ought to spend all our time sucking up to Them,and currying favour,and dancing attendance on them like you do.”
“Oh,Lor !”said the boy,sitting down on the grassy bank at the edge of the shrubbery and very quickly getting up again because the grass was soaking wet. His name unfortunately was Eustace Scrubb,but he wasn’t a bad sort.
“Pole !”he said. “Is that fair ? Have I been doing anything of the sort this term ? Didn’t I stand up to Carter about the rabbit ? And didn’t I keep the secret about Spivvins—under torture too ? And didn’t I—”
“I d-don’t know and I don’t care,”sobbed Jill.
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