Miss Sedley was almost as flurried at the act of defiance as Miss Jemima had been; for$$$ consider$$$ it was but one minute that she had left school$$$ and the impressions of six years are not got over in that space of time. Nay$$$ with some persons those

Miss Sedley was almost as flurried at the act of defiance as Miss Jemima had been; for$$$ consider$$$ it was but one minute that she had left school$$$ and the impressions of six years are not got over in that space of time. Nay$$$ with some persons those awes and terrors of youth last for ever and ever. I know$$$ for instance$$$ an old gentleman of sixty-eight$$$ who said to me one morning at breakfast$$$ with a very agitated countenance$$$ 'I dreamed last night that I was flogged by Dr Raine.' Fancy had carried him back five-and-fifty years in the course of that evening. Dr Raine and his rod were just as awful to him in his heart then$$$ at sixty-eight$$$ as they had been at thirteen. If the Doctor$$$ with a large birch$$$ had appeared bodily to him$$$ even at the age of threescore and eight$$$ and had said in awful voice$$$ 'Boy$$$ take down your pants...' Well$$$ well...