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The Keynote

           Gradgrind,‘inthisimpropermanner?’

           ‘IwasIwasrunafter,sir,’thegirlpanted,‘andIwantedtogetaway.’

           ‘Runafter?’repeatedMr.Gradgrind.‘Whowouldrunafteryou?’

           Thequestionwasunexpectedlyandsuddenlyansweredforher,bythecolourlessboy,Bitzer,whocameroundthecornerwithsuchblindspeedandsolittleanticipatingastoppageonthepavement,thathebroughthimselfupagainstMr.Gradgrind’swaistcoatandreboundedintotheroad.

           ‘Whatdoyoumean,boy?’saidMr.Gradgrind.‘Whatareyoudoing?Howdareyoudashagainsteverybodyinthismanner?’Bitzerpickeduphiscap,whichtheconcussionhadknockedoff;andbacking,andknucklinghisforehead,pleadedthatitwasanaccident.

           ‘Wasthisboyrunningafteryou,Jupe?’askedMr.Gradgrind.

           ‘Yes,sir,’saidthegirlreluctantly.

           ‘No,Iwasn’t,sir!’criedBitzer.‘Nottillsherunawayfromme.Butthehorse-ridersnevermindwhattheysay,sir;they’refamousforit.Youknowthehorse-ridersarefamousfornevermindingwhattheysay,’addressingSissy.‘It’saswellknowninthetownasplease,sir,asthemultiplicationtableisn’tknowntothehorse-riders.’BitzertriedMr.Bounderbywiththis.

           ‘Hefrightenedmeso,’saidthegirl,‘withhiscruelfaces!’

           ‘Oh!’criedBitzer.‘Oh!An’tyouoneoftherest!An’tyouahorse-rider!Ineverlookedather,sir.

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