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languages he could not be said to know any; his French and his
German were of barbarisms all compact; English as yet he could use
only in a most primitive manner. He must have been the most unhappy
man in all London. Finding himself face to face with large classes
of youngsters accustomed to no kind of discipline, in whom every
word he uttered merely excited outrageous mirth, he was hourly
brought to the very verge of despair. Constitutionally he was
lachrymose; tears came from him freely when distress had reached a
climax, and the contrast between his unwieldy form and this weakness
of demeanour supplied inexhaustible occasion for mirth throughout
the school. His hours of freedom were spent in abysmal brooding.
Waymark entered in good spirits. At the sight of him, Mr. O'Gree
started from the fireside, snatched up the poker, brandished it
wildly about his head, and burst into vehement exclamations.
"Ha! ha! you've come in time, sir; you've come in time to hear my
resolution. I can't stand ut any longer; I won't stand ut a day
longer! Mr. Waymark, you're a witness of the outrageous way in which
I'm treated in this academy--the way in which I'm treated both by
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