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Cranford
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Elizabeth Cleghorn Gaskell
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Miss
Matty
could
not
speak
for
crying,
after
she
had
read
this
note.
She
gave
it
to
me
in
silence,
and
then
got
up
and
took
it
to
her
sacred
recesses
in
her
own
room,
for
fear,
by
any
chance,
it
might
get
burnt.
“Poor
Peter!”
she
said;
“he
was
always
in
scrapes;
he
was
too
easy.
They
led
him
wrong,
and
then
left
him
in
the
lurch.
But
he
was
too
fond
of
mischief.
He
could
never
resist
a
joke.
Poor
Peter!”
CHAPTER
VI.
POOR
PETER
POOR
Peter’s
career
lay
before
him
rather
pleasantly
mapped
out
by
kind
friends,
but
Bonus
Bernardus
non
videt
omnia,
in
this
map
too.
He
was
to
win
honours
at
the
Shrewsbury
School,
and
carry
them
thick
to
Cambridge,
and
after
that,
a
living
awaited
him,
the
gift
of
his
godfather,
Sir
Peter
Arley.
Poor
Peter!
his
lot
in
life
was
very
different
to
what
his
friends
had
hoped
and
planned.
Miss
Matty
told
me
all
about
it,
and
I
think
it
was
a
relief
when
she
had
done
so.
He
was
the
darling
of
his
mother,
who
seemed
to
dote
on
all
her
children,
though
she
was,
perhaps,
a
little
afraid
of
Deborah’s
superior
acquirements.
Deborah
was
the
favourite
of
her
father,
and
when
Peter
disappointed
him,
she
became
his
pride.
The
sole
honour
Peter
brought
away
from
Shrewsbury
was
the
reputation
of
being
the
best
good
fellow
that
ever
was,
and
of
being
the
captain
of
the
school
in
the
art
of
practical
joking.
His
father
was
disappointed,
but
set
about
remedying
the
matter
in
a
manly
way.
He
could
not
afford
to
send
Peter
to
read
with
any
tutor,
but
he
could
read
with
him
himself;
and
Miss
Matty
told
me
much
of
the
awful
preparations
in
the
way
of
dictionaries
and
lexicons
that
were
made
in
her
father’s
study
the
morning
Peter
began.
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