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Cranford
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Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell
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Captain
Brown
and
Miss
Jenkyns
were
not
very
cordial
to
each
other.
The
literary
dispute,
of
which
I
had
seen
the
beginning,
was
a
“raw,”
the
slightest
touch
on
which
made
them
wince.
It
was
the
only
difference
of
opinion
they
had
ever
had;
but
that
difference
was
enough.
Miss
Jenkyns
could
not
refrain
from
talking
at
Captain
Brown;
and,
though
he
did
not
reply,
he
drummed
with
his
fingers,
which
action
she
felt
and
resented
as
very
disparaging
to
Dr
Johnson.
He
was
rather
ostentatious
in
his
preference
of
the
writings
of
Mr
Boz;
would
walk
through
the
streets
so
absorbed
in
them
that
he
all
but
ran
against
Miss
Jenkyns;
and
though
his
apologies
were
earnest
and
sincere,
and
though
he
did
not,
in
fact,
do
more
than
startle
her
and
himself,
she
owned
to
me
she
had
rather
he
had
knocked
her
down,
if
he
had
only
been
reading
a
higher
style
of
literature.
The
poor,
brave
Captain!
he
looked
older,
and
more
worn,
and
his
clothes
were
very
threadbare.
But
he
seemed
as
bright
and
cheerful
as
ever,
unless
he
was
asked
about
his
daughter’s
health.
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