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Charlotte Bronte

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I am glad you are no relation of mine. I will never call you aunt as long as I live. I will never come to see you when I am grown up; and if any asks me how I liked you, and how you treated me, I will say the very thought of you makes me sick.
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Jane to Mrs. Reed (Ch. 4)

 
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